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== Prologue == | == Prologue == | ||
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{{h|Todd|0=}}: The golden proportion. The gauge of all the mechanisms. No artificer has managed to calculate it yet; you can only feel it as you take off the excess metal, move after move, until your entire being begins chanting: here it comes, the perfection! Then you inevitably find a defect in other part, and so it goes day after day, year after year… I nearly lost my mind in this endless cycle, but as I was coming to the brink, someone sent me this scheme. I have no idea what sort of imperfection it holds. Maybe I don’t have the right knowledge. However, one thing I do know for sure; no one has ever come closer to bringing such a thing to life than me. | {{h|Todd|0=}}: The golden proportion. The gauge of all the mechanisms. No artificer has managed to calculate it yet; you can only feel it as you take off the excess metal, move after move, until your entire being begins chanting: here it comes, the perfection! Then you inevitably find a defect in other part, and so it goes day after day, year after year… I nearly lost my mind in this endless cycle, but as I was coming to the brink, someone sent me this scheme. I have no idea what sort of imperfection it holds. Maybe I don’t have the right knowledge. However, one thing I do know for sure; no one has ever come closer to bringing such a thing to life than me. | ||
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