The Wistful Skyline

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The rain in Harrowgate did not wash the city clean; it merely slicked the grime, turning the cobblestones into mirrors of black mud that reflected the soot-stained facades of the industrial district with a fidelity that was almost cruel. Elias Thorne stood at his workbench, the loupe pressed into his left eye socket, his breath held in a tight, rhythmic cycle that matched the subtle, arrhythmic...

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