The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The mist in Oakhaven does not lift; it settles into the bones. You are Elias, forty-two, and your hands smell of brass filings and old oil. In the workshop, the air is thick with the scent of heated metal. You are working on the Golden Master. It is a clock, but it is not like the others. The Guild Master, a man named Thomas Bradshaw, calls your work curious. He calls it dangerous. He believes...

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