The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The air in the workshop hung heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and dried lavender, a scent that had permeated the very wood of the shelves. Silas Vane stood before the great mirror, a slab of silvered glass framed in dark mahogany, his hands trembling as they hovered over the brass gears of the automaton he had been assembling for three days. He was a man of precise angles, his face a map of...

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