The Wistful Mirror

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Chapter One Could a woman be trusted to hold the weight of a foundry, or was the burden too heavy for hands not tempered by the forge? Ylva Odden stood at the edge of the pier, the salt air biting at her lips, her eyes fixed on the gray water that lapped against the rotting pilings of the Vinterstad station. The fog was thick, a physical thing that ate the sound of the school bell ringing...

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