The Distant Promise

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The dream is always the same: a silver locket, cold and heavy, clamped around the throat of a girl who is not your daughter, yet whose face is Clara’s, her eyes wide with the specific, silent accusation of a child who has been betrayed by the very hands that made her. You wake in the workshop, the air thick with the smell of machine oil and the damp rot of the estate walls, and you reach for...

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