The Faded River

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The Faded River

The harbor of Copenhagen hummed with the friction of timber and iron, a city grinding its teeth against the winter tide. Ketil Kvist stood on the dock, his breath a thin white wire in the freezing air, clutching a folded document that felt heavier than the stone pier beneath his boots. He was thirty-two, an exile returning to the island of his birth, driven by the need to retrieve his wife...

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