The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

Thorne. You are late. The voice did not come from the door, nor from the shadows where the dust motes hung suspended in the pale afternoon light. It came from the pendulum of the Chronos Mechanism, a deep, resonant thrum that vibrated in the marrow of Elias Thorne’s teeth. He stood in the center of the workshop, his hands trembling not with cold, but with the sudden, crushing weight of the air....

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