The Wistful Skyline

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You are standing in the center of the room, the air thick with the scent of ozone and wet wool, and your hands are trembling so violently that you can no longer feel the cold steel of the awl in your grip. The workshop is a tomb of silence, a sealed box of dust and forgotten dreams, where the only light comes from a single, flickering gas lamp that casts long, jagged shadows against the walls....

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