N.L. Rowe

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Writing humanity into the machine

The old dwarf watched autumn’s first leaf fall onto his forge. Forty years since the dragon took everything. Since he’d failed them. Tomorrow, another would-be hero would arrive seeking weapons. He’d craft them perfectly, as always. Not because he cared anymore, just because broken things should still function properly.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​