The Truth Switch
The city of Ouroboros was a vertical nightmare of iron and steam, a place where the sky was a ceiling of soot and the only light came from the flickering glow of the Truth-Lamps. In Ouroboros, Truth was not an abstract concept; it was a physical mineral, a glowing, iridescent crystal that could be mined from the crushing depths of the earth. Silas was a Truth-Miner. He had spent forty years in...
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