The Faded Frontier

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Solveig Holm stood at the rusted gate of the industrial frontier, her fingers white-knuckled around the brass compass her father had left behind, wondering if the magistrate would even deign to look up from his paperwork before the winter trains halted and the fjord froze solid. The letter in her other hand was stamped with the cold, black ink of the state, denying her father’s existence as if...

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