Harbor Desk Calls Fourteen Months in the Wrong Jail a Finished Trail
Jory Fen left a Dustgate cell with four hours of light and a map of the harbor that shipped him.
DUSTGATE, THORN MARCHES — The stockade gate opened at the ninth bell with four hours of light left and the ridge the color of a dry trough. Jory Fen walked out on a hip that does n...