The Wistful Mountain

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The brass gear was warm, heavier than it should have been, slipping slightly between Elias Thorne’s calloused fingers as he tried to seat it into the central axis of the Grand Orrery. It was a weight that felt less like metal and more like a secret, a dense, cold promise that the mountain outside the window was keeping. The workshop was silent save for the tick of the hundred clocks on the...

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