The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The candle sputtered, casting a long, wavering shadow across the damp stone floor of the cellar, where the smell of mildew and old wine hung thick in the air. Elias did not move, his hands resting on the edge of the rough-hewn table, his knuckles white as he watched his son, Julian, pull the velvet doublet away from his chest. The fabric came off with a wet, tearing sound, revealing not skin,...

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