The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The water at the Golden Harbor did not reflect the sky; it generated its own light, a sickly, persistent amber that pulsed like a bruise under skin. Sir Aldric stood knee-deep in the shallows, the cold biting through his mail, his fingers already numb as he clutched the hilt of his sword. He was forty years old, though in the last three days he had felt the weight of a century settling into his...

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