The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The fog did not roll in; it seeped up from the floorboards of the study, a cold, damp thing that smelled of brine and old paper, pressing against the windows of the Thorne ancestral home until the glass seemed less like a barrier and more like a membrane. I sat at my desk, the heavy oak surface scarred by decades of my own careless scratching, and watched the waterline rise in my mind, knowing...

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