The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The brass escapement wheel slipped from Dariush Bagheri’s fingers, clattering against the workbench with a sound like a bone breaking. He caught it before it hit the floor, his thumb trembling over the polished surface, the light in the workshop hanging still and heavy in the noon air. It was a small thing, a mechanism no larger than a coin, yet it held the heart of the Town Hall clock, and...

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