The Equation of Absence

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The rain in London did not fall; it clung. It adhered to the soot-stained brick of Bloomsbury and seeped into the very marrow of Professor Alistair Thorne’s bones. In the dim light of his study, surrounded by the scent of old vellum and cold tea, Alistair stared at the chalkboard. It was covered in a sprawling, jagged architecture of symbols—the Tensor of Affect. For seven years, Alistair had...

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