The Lonely Zenith
The empire of Aethelgard was a clockwork marvel of brass and steam, a city where the laws of physics were merely suggestions for those with the will to rewrite them. Julian was a scavenger in the soot-stained alleys of the Lower Ward, a boy who spent his days diving into the scrap-heaps of the Great Engine, searching for fragments of the Old World. Then he found the Chronos Key. It was a device...
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