The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The cellar door was heavy, iron-banded oak that groaned against its frame like a man with a bad knee. Elias Thorne, forty-two and junior clerk at the Vane estate, pushed it open with both palms, the wood splintering slightly under the strain of his grip. The air rising from below was damp and thick, smelling of wet stone and the sharp, metallic tang of old wine. He adjusted the strap of the...

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