The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

Chapter One The air in the ferry queue tasted of copper and old blood. I stood at fifty-eight of Widow's Landing, holding my grain jar, seal still intact. It was heavy. My knuckles were white. I needed the final payment for my wife’s debts before the winter freeze. The rain was a physical fact, ruining the film on my eyes. I was Odd Jensen, border warden, thirty-two. The Shimmering Gate stood...

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