The Distant Threshold

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You tell me the gear is broken, Elias, and I tell you it was never broken to begin with, it was merely waiting. The sentence hangs in the air of the tower room, suspended in the cold, stale scent of oil and old dust that clings to the back of your throat like a physical weight. Silas stands by the workbench, his hands clasped behind his back, his face a mask of polite, unyielding calm that you...

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