The Faded Apartment

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The clock is late, Elias. The voice came from the doorway, sharp and brittle as the ticking of the mechanism on the bench before him, and Elias Thorne did not look up from the escapement he was trying to seat. He was forty-five, though the ache in his left knee suggested a man who had seen many more winters, and he was trying to hold a mainspring steady with a hand that had begun to tremble...

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