The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The iron bars were cold, slick with the condensation of the night air, and I held them until my knuckles turned white, the metal biting into the flesh of my palms. I was Elias Thorne, warden of Oakhaven, and I had held this cage for twelve years, believing my grip was the only thing keeping the world from tearing itself apart. The monastery sat on a cliff of black basalt, the salt spray from...

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