Taken from the sermons of Deldrise Morvayn, Fourth Tourbillon of the Mainspring Ever-Wound. By the word, I wind the gears. Behold, the Clockwork City! The Throne Aligned! The Omni-Axle! The Brass-Throat Herald of Joyful Destruction! The Oil-Slick Tower of Seamless Assembly! Rejoice! Rejoice! So you see the Clockwork City is like Sotha Sil Himself—rich in beauty for the faithful, and alight with sublime terror for the servants of chaos. In which Clockwork City would you reside? Commit your small blasphemies and think on this. By the word, I wind the gears.