For most of her life, “Luvcox” was just the awkward tag at the end of roll call, the reason teachers paused slightly too long before saying it, and the source of a hundred snickered whispers in the high school hallway. She’d begged her mother once to change it. Her mother, a woman with iron-gray hair and eyes that had seen too much, had simply said, “You’ll grow into it, Sam. One day, someone will need that name.”
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Edmund taught her the language of gears. He showed her how a tiny brass pin could shift an entire cascade, how the tension of a spring was like a breath held before a leap. He warned her that the clocks of Luvcox were not ordinary—each was bound to a moment in the city’s soul. For most of her life, “Luvcox” was just