The Silent Ticking of Ironhaven

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The fog in Ironhaven did not merely drift; it possessed a weight, a grey, suffocating velvet that clung to the soot-stained brickwork and muffled the screams of the dying. In the heart of the city stood The Great Clockwork, a monolithic spire of brass and iron whose rhythmic thrumming was the only heartbeat the citizens knew. For generations, the Clockwork had provided order, warmth, and a...

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