The Faded Photograph

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The escapement wheel needed forty-two teeth, exactly, to hold the weight of the pendulum without slipping. I counted them twice, my thumb running over the brass ridges, feeling the cold metal bite into the skin. It was a Tuesday, the kind of gray, flat day that sat heavy on the roofs of Oakhaven, and the silence in my workshop was so thick I could hear the dust settling on the workbench. I was...

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