The Golden Quest
The fire took the roof, the shelves, and the thirty years of accumulated dust, but it left the pendulum swinging, which is the sort of thing that makes a man check his pulse twice. "Did you see it, Julian?" I asked, my voice sounding thin in the charred shell of what used to be my workshop. "The tick. It’s going backward." Julian stood by the broken window, his face grey with soot and a fear I...
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