The Distant Promise

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The air in the throne room of the Obsidian Court tasted of copper and ozone, a metallic tang that coated the back of your throat as you stood before the dais, your hands trembling so violently that the chronometer in your palms hummed against your skin. You were Elias Vane, master clockmaker, forty years old, and you had brought the Heart of Aethelgard to the King, a device of such intricate...

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