The Clockmaker's Daughter

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The snow fell over Grindelwald like a slow curtain, white and silent and absolute. Lillian Crawford sat by the window of her small cottage and watched it fall, and she thought about clocks. Not the Clockwork Soul — she had not thought about that in five years. She thought about other clocks now, the simple ones: the ones she made for the villagers, the ones that told the time with a steady tick...

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