The workshop clock has always lost three minutes after midnight. Its maker blames a worn escapement. The apprentice suspects the cold. Neither explanation accounts for the way it begins ticking again whenever someone speaks the name of the woman who built it. Across town, a locomotive carries a protective enchantment worked into its boiler plates. Its engineers know who placed it, what it requires, and when it must be renewed. The engine is powerful, temperamental, and thorou

Steampunk worlds run on power. Steam drives the locomotives, turns the factory gears, lifts airships into the clouds, and powers the mechanical wonders displayed in polished brass workshops. Yet once magic enters the setting, coal and water no longer have to carry the entire burden. A boiler might be heated by dragonfire. An automaton might awaken only when a spirit is bound inside its metal chest. A city might draw energy from ley lines running beneath its streets, while smu