The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The file was wet with grease, a dark, viscous smear that caught the light of the oil lamp, and Elias Vane’s thumb moved across the brass gear with the precision of a surgeon, feeling for the hairline fracture that would doom the mechanism. He was twelve, though he carried the stooped, watchful posture of a man who had spent more years in the soot-choked lower decks of the Guildhouse than in any...

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