The Wistful Witness
The ledger showed four hours remaining on the commission, a figure that felt less like time and more like a debt owed to the dead. Elias Thorne adjusted the loupe over his left eye, the brass rim cool against the skin, and focused on the escapement of the automaton. It was a complex beast, a mechanical bird of polished mahogany and silver wire, commissioned by Julian for the estate sale in...
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