The Distant Legend
The clock on the wall reads 2:14 AM. Four hours until the shift ends. I have polished the third gear. It takes exactly eleven minutes to bring the brass to a mirror shine, a task that requires a rag, a tin of compound, and a patience that is slowly being ground out of me by the Hum. It is not a sound you hear with your ears. It is a vibration that starts in the floorboards, travels up the steel...
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