The Wistful Crossroads

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The count began at three hundred and twelve stitches. Elias Vane sat in the dim workshop, his left hand resting on the loom’s shuttle, the brass gear embedded in his wrist ticking with a sound like a small, angry clock. He was thirty years old, and the debt on the mill was forty thousand pounds, a number that sat in his chest like a stone. He needed the patent. He needed it before the winter...

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