The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The dream was not of water, but of stone, a cold and heavy slab that pressed against Elias Thorne’s chest as he lay in the infirmary of Blackwood Keep, the air thick with the smell of wet wool and antiseptic. He woke to the sound of his own breathing, ragged and shallow, and turned his head to find Clara standing by the bed, her face a mask of such profound, hollow terror that it seemed to pull...

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