Once the object found its way into the world, it attracted the kind of attention that lives in half-lit corners. A restorer with a penchant for odd mechanisms tried to coax patterns from the teeth and nearly lost a month of sleep tracing the grooves. A mapmaker studied the engravings as if trying to rebuild a coastline from fingerprints. A woman who had lost a brother in a war spoke a name into the hum and felt a pulse of autumn—dry, the color of his uniform—run through the room. For each person it touched, Multikey 1822 offered a doorway, and each doorway contained risk.
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