About 950 AD, a Baltic trading town. The silversmith has waited all summer for good Frisian blue.
Meet Gudrun Hakonsdottir, 35
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You step off the gangplank onto the timber jetty at Ravnsund on a bright midsummer morning, about the year 950, your ship's hold full of Frisian wool cloth in deep blues and madder reds. The trading town rings with little hammers, looms and a dozen languages.
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