The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The wind does not howl in the lighthouse; it screams, a thin, high-pitched tear in the fabric of the night that rattles the loose stones in the gallery walls. I am alone here, forty years old and trembling with a cold that has nothing to do with the temperature, sitting on the cold floor of the lantern room where the great lens hangs like a dead eye, clouded by salt and time. My hands are...

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