The Observatory of Ashes
I. The fog came early that November of 1888, rolling off the Thames like a shroud drawn across the face of London. It swallowed the streets of Greenwich whole, muffling the footsteps of the few souls brave enough to walk them, turning the gas lamps into pale, uncertain halos. Inside the dome of the Royal Observatory, Dr. Arthur Blackwood stood alone before the great telescope, his breath...
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