The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The pressure gauge on the main boiler had been oscillating for three days, a rhythmic shudder that vibrated through the soles of my boots and into the marrow of my shins. I stood in the inspection booth of the Vane Mill, watching the needle dance between the safe green and the dangerous red, knowing that the mechanical integrity of the facility was being compromised by something more insidious...

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