The Wistful Mountain

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The first tremor in my right index finger happened on a Tuesday, while I was tightening the mainspring of the Great Bell’s chime bar. I did not look up then; I only felt the metal slip, a tiny, cold betrayal against my skin, and I knew with the dull certainty of a man who has spent thirty years in the High Court of Valdoria that the court was watching. The air here is never still. It hums with...

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