The Faded River

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The Faded River

The hands were moving backward. Elias Thorne stood before the open case of the astronomical regulator, his breath shallow and sharp in the cold air of the workshop. The brass gears, which he had cut with his own hands over the last three weeks, were rotating in a smooth, defiant counter-clockwise spiral. It was a violation of every law of mechanics he had mastered in forty-two years of life....

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