The Crystal Rose
I first saw the blue flash on a November evening in 1878, when I was nineteen years old and still foolish enough to believe that the world could be explained by equations alone. The sky over Cambridge had turned the colour of bruised iron. I was walking back from the astronomy lecture, my boots sinking into the muddy lane behind Trinity College, when I saw it: a sphere of crimson light, no...
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