The Iron Lighthouse

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The fog came in off the Hebridean sea like a living thing, thick and yellow and smelling of salt and rot. Eileen MacDonald stood at the rail of the small steamer and watched the lighthouse emerge from the mist—a tall stone tower with a lantern room at the top, attached to a low rectangular building that might once have been a keeper's quarters and was now something else entirely. "It's a...

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