The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain in the valley of Aethelgard did not fall so much as it hovered, a persistent, grey veil that turned the cobblestones of the market square into mirrors reflecting a sky the color of bruised iron. It was in this damp, quiet town, nestled deep within the folds of a map that had been folded and unfolded by emperors long dead, that Elias Thorne kept his shop. He was a mender of clocks, a...

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