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Now
it
was
night
again
,
and
beyond
the
dread
portal
:
"
Are
the
Wheels
of
Torment
duly
spun
?
"
said
the
Supreme
Grand
Master
.
The
Elucidated
Brethren
shuffled
around
their
circle
.
"
Brother
Watchtower
?
"
said
the
Supreme
Grand
Master
.
"
Not
my
job
to
spin
the
Wheels
of
Torment
,
"
muttered
Brother
Watchtower
.
"
’
s
Brother
Plasterer
’
s
job
,
spinning
the
Wheels
of
Torment
-
"
"
No
it
bloody
well
isn
’
t
,
it
’
s
my
job
to
oil
the
Axles
of
the
Universal
Lemon
,
"
said
Brother
Plasterer
hotly
.
"
You
always
say
it
’
s
my
job
-
"
The
Supreme
Grand
Master
sighed
in
the
depths
of
his
cowl
as
yet
another
row
began
.
From
this
dross
he
was
going
to
forge
an
Age
of
Rationality
?
"
Just
shut
up
,
will
you
?
"
he
snapped
.
"
We
don
’
t
really
need
the
Wheels
of
Torment
tonight
.
Stop
it
,
the
pair
of
you
.
Now
,
Brethren
-
you
have
all
brought
the
items
as
instructed
?
"
There
was
a
general
murmuring
.
