The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended curtain of grey water that turned the cobblestones of the old city into a slick, reflective mirror. Elias Thorne stood in the window of his shop, *Thorne’s Horology*, and watched the droplets race down the glass. He was a man of precise angles and quiet habits, his hands stained permanently with the grease of escapements and the dust of...

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