Chapter II

Chapter II

Ye Towne Crier

Ye Towne Crier

Hear ye! Hear ye! Herein are cried the small news of my days: machinery obliterated or mended, lore obtained, and mayhap the occasional grievance. No matter is too slight to be cried!

An illuminated golden bell entwined with red and blue leaves

No cries yet. The bell hangs silent.

A manuscript-style hand ringing a golden bell from the page margin
An illuminated ornamental vine with red and blue leaves and golden berries

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