The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The attic smells of rot and old fear, a thick, cloying scent that coats the back of your throat. You are Elias, twelve years old, and you are shaking so hard your teeth click together in a rhythm that matches the low, rhythmic thrumming of the gold locket against your chest. Your mother died three weeks ago, leaving you with this house, this debt, and this warm, heavy thing that feels less like...

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