The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

Act I "Does the root still grow in the shadow of the mill?" Xiu Xu asked, his voice low, barely rising above the hiss of the steam valves that punctuated the silence of the toll bridge. It was a question that hung in the air, heavy with the weight of a promise made to a dying woman, and the only answer was the rhythmic, metallic clank of the gears turning overhead, a sound that seemed to grind...

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