The Golden Song
Chapter One Did anyone in the village of Hvalfjörður know that the gold was stolen? Ragna Bakken held the brooch in her palm, the metal cold and heavy against her skin, and turned it over to examine the clasp. The light in the parlor was thin, cutting through the dust motes that hung in the air like suspended ash. She needed three hundred kroner to pay the rent, and the landlord, a man named...
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