The Faded Quadrant

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The dream had no floor, only a vast, humming expanse of copper wire and suspended gears that stretched into a fog so thick it tasted like rust and old pennies on the tongue, and Elias Thorne stood in the middle of it, feeling the weight of a hammer in his hand that was not his, a tool so heavy it pulled his shoulder toward the earth while the air around him vibrated with a low, mechanical drone...

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