The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The porcelain bowl shattered against the floor of the dining hall, the sound sharp and bright as a gunshot in the heavy, stale air of Blackwood Manor. I was twelve years old, my hands trembling not from fear but from a rage that felt older than my bones, and before me, in the tall, dark mirror, stood not my own reflection but a translucent figure of my father, Edward Ashworth, his eyes hollow...

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