The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The Guild Master’s voice cracked like a whip against the damp stone, and Elias Thorne did not flinch, though his throat burned from shouting back. They were standing in the center of the workshop, surrounded by the suspended silence of a hundred halted clocks, the air thick with the smell of oil and old brass. "You are in violation of the new statutes," the Master said, his finger jabbing at...

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