The Wistful Witness

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The brass gear sat in Elias’s palm, cold and smooth as a river stone, its teeth sharp enough to bite if he was not careful. He turned it over, checking the bevel, the light catching the polished face in the dim scriptorium. Outside, the winter wind battered the stone walls of the monastery, a relentless, grinding pressure against the glass. Elias was forty years old, a master clockmaker, and he...

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