The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The salt spray hit Nino Nicosi’s face like a slap, stinging the cut above his eye as he hauled the heavy iron bar into place against the crumbling stone gate. He was thirty-two, a garrison commander in a city that smelled of rotting peat and brine, and the tide was rising faster than the pumps could handle it. The lower court was already a black mirror, reflecting the shuttered windows of the...

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