The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The trowel in Elias Thorne’s hand felt less like a tool and more like a bone, the wood handle slick with the cold sweat of his palm as he watched the final course of the boundary wall crumble into the mud. The sound was not a crash but a dull, wet sigh, a heavy exhalation of stone and mortar that seemed to drain the air from the courtyard, leaving him standing in a silence so profound it rang...

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