The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The gear slipped from my trembling fingers with a sound like a bone snapping, plummeting into the abyssal throat of the Great Chime where the shadows were thick enough to drown in. I stood frozen on the iron catwalk, forty years old and feeling eighty, watching the darkness swallow the piece that had taken me three days to clean, while the mechanism above me began to grind with a rhythmic, wet...

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