The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The candle guttered in its brass holder, casting long, jagged shadows across the rotting parchment of the archives. Elias Thorne sat alone in the damp silence of Oakhaven’s municipal records room, the air thick with the scent of mildew and old iron. On the desk before him lay the Golden Seal, a disc of tarnished gold etched with the city’s crest, gleaming with a faint, deceptive warmth. It was...

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