The Wistful Throne

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You count the teeth. One, two, three. Four hundred and twelve in the Great Chime’s main drive. You have counted them every morning for thirty years, a ritual of oil and anxiety that kept the gears of Aethelgard turning. The city floats on a bed of pressurized steam, a sentient industrial beast that feeds on the fear of its inhabitants. Your heart beats in sync with the central gear, a rhythm...

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