The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The cellar of the Whitmore textile mill was not a place meant for human habitation, but for Margaret, it had become the only geography she recognized as her own. It was a subterranean expanse of damp stone and iron, where the air hung heavy with the smell of rotting cotton and the metallic tang of fear. For three weeks, she had existed in this darkness, a ghost tethered to the machinery of her...

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