The Distant Affair

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The frost did not come from the air; it came from the silence. Elias sat in the center of the workshop, the only light a single tallow candle that sputtered against the chill. He was forty years old, a clockmaker with hands that had once moved with the precision of a surgeon, now stiff and trembling. Before him lay the automaton, a brass figure no larger than a man’s forearm, its chest cavity...

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