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“You make things that keep things,” he said. “My name’s Elias. I was told you make them better than anyone.”
Mara’s eyebrows rose. “Better’s a word with an echo. What does this… keep?” stormy excogi extra quality
And in the drawer under the workbench, the compact waited in its extra-quality cradle, ready to play the memory of a night that had been too sharp to forget. “You make things that keep things,” he said
Elias’s fingers trembled, as though recalling the touch of something remembered. “It doesn’t keep things exactly. It steadies them. A sea captain used one to remember a star he’d seen once, so he could find the way back. A woman used one to remember the sound of her son laughing after he’d been sent away. This one—this was made to hold the place of a storm.” “Better’s a word with an echo