The Wistful Voyage

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The iron compass did not point north. It pointed to the debt. Elias Thorne held it in his palm, the metal cold against his sweat-slicked skin, watching the needle shiver toward the fog that rolled in from the harbor. He was fifty-four, a harbor guard with a heart that stuttered like a dying engine, and he had only until the Tide Festival to recover the object. His father had died with the...

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