The Pale Tale
The hands on the mantelpiece clock were moving backward again, a slow, sickly retreat against the grain of time. "Is it cursed?" Julian asked. His voice was smooth, expensive, and entirely too young for the weight of the question. "The listing said 'quirky mechanism.' I’m a dealer in antiques, Mr. Thorne. I know what 'quirky' usually means in this market. It usually means someone is trying to...
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