The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The feast hall of the Abbey of St. Jude smelled of roasted goose and stale incense, a thick, cloying atmosphere that pressed against the skin like wet wool. Master Elias, a scholar of natural philosophy whose hands trembled with a palsy that had recently claimed his left side, sat at the lower table, his eyes fixed not on the Abbot’s high seat but on the window where the harbor lay. It was the...

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