The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The dream was always the same: a small, heavy object resting in the center of my palm, not burning with fire, but with a cold so profound it felt like the absence of blood. I woke with my hand clenched, the sheets damp with sweat, the taste of copper on my tongue. It was Tuesday, and the vault at the Ministry of Cultural Heritage was waiting for me. I am Elias Thorne, thirty-four years old, a...

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