The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

Act I The harbor at Hvalfjörður was a grid of wet stone and rusted iron, where the tide pulled the hulls of fishing boats against the pilings with a sound like tearing cloth. The air tasted of brine and the cold smoke of dried kelp, a sharp tang that settled in the back of the throat and stayed there through the shift. Sven Ryberg stood on the gangway of the Sólrun, counting the crates of...

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