The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The letter lay on the desk, its ink still wet and smelling of iron, a rejection so absolute it seemed to vibrate against the wood grain. Elias Thorne read the municipal seal twice, the red wax cracking under his thumb, before he looked up at the window where the fog of Blackwater was beginning to thin, revealing the jagged, soot-blackened spires of the Golden Harbor rising like broken teeth...

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