The Clock of Forbidden Hours

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The fog of 1888 London did not merely drift; it clung to the skin like a damp shroud, smelling of coal smoke and old secrets. In a cluttered attic in Spitalfields, Elias Thorne stared at the brass mechanism of the Chronos-Dial. It was a masterpiece of forbidden physics, a clock that did not measure time, but predicted it. "One hour of foresight," Elias whispered, his voice a dry rasp. "The...

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