The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The sky did not darken; it vanished. One moment the horizon was a line of grey iron, the next a wall of black water rose to meet the deck of the *Aurora*. Captain Elias Thorne gripped the railing, his knuckles white against the wet brass, watching the mast snap like a dry twig. He was forty-two, a man carved from the same rigid oak as the ship’s wheel, and in that instant the sea became a beast...

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