The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The candle flame guttered, throwing long, trembling shadows across the vellum, and Brother Thomas wiped a smear of black blood from his chin with a hand that trembled only slightly. He was thirty-two years old, and he had been a scribe for fifteen, yet he felt less like a man and more like a tool worn thin by use. The winter solstice was three days away, and the *Liber Vitae* was incomplete, a...

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