The Hollow Tool
The town of Oakhaven was a place where the wind always smelled of wet ash and rusted iron. It was a graveyard of industry, where the skeletons of old mills loomed over rows of grey, sagging houses. For Leo, Oakhaven was the only world that existed. He lived in a small, damp basement apartment with a ceiling that leaked whenever it rained, and a mind that functioned like a clock with half its...
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