The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The orderlies called my name through the fog of the corridor, their voices flat and bored, as if summoning a dog to heel rather than a boy to his punishment. "Thomas," one of them said, not looking up from the ledger he was signing. "Thomas, get back in line. You’re missing your ration." I was twelve years old, and I knew exactly where I was. The Blackwood Asylum for the Insane sat on a hill...

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