The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The steam rose in thick, grey ribbons from the vents of the Ironspire, curling into the air like the ghosts of engines long dead, and I walked with my boots heavy on the cobblestones that smelled of wet slate and old oil. It was a city built in the bones of the earth, a labyrinth of brass and soot where the sky was a distant memory, a pale smear above the smog, and where time did not tick but...

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