The Faded Quadrant

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The hands were moving backward, and they were moving fast. Soledad Urrutia held the pocket watch up to the light, her breath catching in the dry air of the workshop. It was a beautiful thing, her father’s final commission, a piece of silver and gold that had once kept perfect time for the governor’s office. Now, the second hand ticked counter-clockwise with a frantic, insect-like urgency. She...

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