The Golden Suspect

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The shuttle cut through the warp with a sharp, dry crack. I pulled the heddles up, my fingers numb and stiff from the cold, and threw the shuttle back. The gold thread caught the dim light of the shed, a thin, bright line against the dark wool. It was the only color in the room. Outside, the wind pressed against the wooden planks, a low, constant moan that sounded like the village holding its...

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