The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The chisel slips. It is a small thing, a millimeter of drift, but in the cold gray light of the harbor square, it feels like a fracture in the world. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two, and your hands are betraying you. The palsy has moved from the fingertips to the wrist, a tremor that the town council dismisses as fatigue, a symptom of too much work and too little rest. You are desperate for...

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