The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The frost on the windowpane of the workshop was a lattice of white, intricate and brittle, mirroring the gears Elias Thorne had spent the decade perfecting. He stood before the workbench, his hands hovering over the escapement of a chronometer that had not ticked in three days, his breath shallow and rapid in the cold air. Outside, the town of Oakhaven slept under a blanket of sleet, the...

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