The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The glass did not shatter so much as it dissolved into a thousand glittering accusations, raining down upon the workbench where my finest escapement lay, a delicate skeleton of brass and bone, now crushed beneath the heel of Silas Vane’s boot. It was October the fourteenth, and the air in the shop was thick with the scent of broken earth and the metallic tang of fear, a fog that was not of this...

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