The Golden Downtown

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The rain in Veridia did not fall so much as it was forced into the streets by the weight of the coal smoke, a grey, oily drizzle that slicked the cobblestones until they looked like wet slate. Elias Thorne stood before the great central clock of the Exchange, his hands trembling not from the cold but from the vibration of the city’s heartbeat, which he could feel through the soles of his boots....

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