The Comet of Damocles
The night Edmund Windsor discovered the comet, the sky over Greenwich was clear and cold, the kind of English October night that makes the stars look like they could cut your skin. He was alone in the observatory dome, his breath fogging in the cold as he adjusted the brass telescope. Jupiter should have been in view, a steady white dot through the haze of the atmospheric instruments. But...
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