The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The brass gear sat in your palm, warm and wet, pulsing against the skin of your wrist with a rhythm that was not quite your own, and the fog outside the workshop window pressed against the glass like a living thing seeking entry. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and you have spent the last decade hunched over the escapements of harbor clocks, your fingers stained with oil and the rust...

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