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... ing coal that had once defined the forge-city was gone, replaced by something thicker, grittier, with a sulfurous tang that caught in the back of the throat. The sky, once clear save for the dark plumes of the main forges, was now perpetually hazy, dotted with the output of a hundred new, squat, beehive-shaped brick ovens that now scarred the landscape like a pox. They were ugly, brutish things, but they were the saviors of the revolution.
Celer, the Master Engineer, was a man reborn in ...
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