The Wistful Cipher

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The canal locks of Hardanger were working overtime, the iron gates groaning against the swollen water that had finally filled the dried wells after a season of drought, and the village moved with the heavy, deliberate rhythm of men whose wages were tied to the tide and the toll. I stood in the shadow of the mill’s outer wall, my nine fingers digging into the rough-hewn stone, watching the water...

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