The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The glass eye of the automaton did not reflect the candlelight; it absorbed it. Elias Thorne held the tweezers with a grip that white-knuckled his knuckles, the metal cold against his palm, while the low, rhythmic humming in the walls vibrated against his molars. It was a sound like a distant train, or perhaps the collective sigh of the town, pressing against the thin plaster of his workshop....

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