The Golden Harbor
Chapter One The water in the cellar does not move, yet it never stops rising. I stood there, the damp eating into my boots, holding the ledger that proved I was dead. Lord Vane’s name was inked in red on the final page, a debt so large it had swallowed the last of my father’s pride. My brother, Aram, had died in this very room three years prior, crushed by a falling loom, and since that day, a...
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