The Clockwork Prison

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I loved her from across a canyon of scale. Her name was Elara, the High Archon of the Micro-City. To me, she was a shimmering spark of light, a voice that sounded like a thousand silver bells ringing in a storm. To her, I was a god of flesh and bone, a mountain of warmth and sorrow. We spent months talking. We shared everything—our fears, our dreams, the way the light hit the black rocks of the...

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