The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The brass compass in your hand is warm, a strange heat that has nothing to do with the body temperature of the dead man who once held it. You grip it until the metal bites into your palm, the ridges of the case cutting into your skin, keeping you tethered to the world of the living while the fog presses against the portholes of the *HMS Gilded Leviathan*’s pursuit vessel. It is 1893, and you...

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