The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

"You have the wrong man." The words hung in the air, thin and cold. I did not look up. I was counting the threads on a spool of silk. Black. It was the color of the night outside. The color of the river. My name is Silas. I make clocks. I make them to keep time. Time is a cruel master. It takes what it wants. It leaves nothing behind. The man in the chair was tall. He wore a coat of gray wool....

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