‘A mechanism of some sort,’ Icarium said. ‘The metal is very nearly white, do you see? No corrosion. It looks as if it had been built yesterday … but I believe, my friend, that it is ancient.’ Mappo hesitated, then asked, ‘Is it one of yours?’ Icarium glanced at him, eyes bright. ‘No. And that is the wonder of it.’
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