The Entanglement Principle
The drive up the mountain took forty minutes through snow and fog. Elena Voss watched the world below disappear through the bus window and felt something inside her tighten. Not anxiety. Not excitement. She had tried those words on herself and found them inadequate. The word she would use later, in a journal she never intended anyone to read, was recognition. She was thirty-eight years old, a...
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