The Distant Affair

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The dream began with the sound of grinding teeth. Not human teeth, but brass gears, vast and cold, chewing through the silence of the night. I was standing in the shadow of the Grand Meridian, the great clock that held the city of Oakhaven together, and its hands were turning backward. The movement was violent, a reverse rotation that screamed against the natural order. I watched as the primary...

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