The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The ledger of debts in this parish is written in rust, not ink. Ilmatar Makela sat in the cold, loud server room of the old parish hall, the hum of the cooling fans drowning out the chains and pulleys of the harbor outside. He was a barber by trade, a man who had heard every secret spoken into his chair, but now he was a prisoner of a timeshare he could not sell and a debt he could not pay. The...

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