The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The bell tower had been silent for three days. That was the problem. Not the silence itself, but what it meant for my hands. I am Elias Thorne. I am forty-two years old, and I am a clockmaker. Or I was. Now I am just a man standing in the shadow of the iron gears, waiting for the sun to go down. The town of Oakhaven is gray today. It is always gray in November, but today the gray feels heavy,...

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