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... ated rows of tables cluttered with gears, screws, and half-finished contraptions.

Elias sat at one of these tables.

His blue hair tousled and streaked with soot.

His fingers deftly tightening a screw on a small metal frame.

Roselyn stood across from him, arms folded.

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Her eyes flickering between Elias and the project on the table.

Her usually vibrant aura was clouded with an air of exasperation, though s ...

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