The Paradox of Return
The clock in the hallway struck midnight, a heavy, metallic sound that seemed to ripple through the air. Arthur sat at his desk, his fingers stained with ink, staring at the "Lamentation Tensor." Arthur was a man of the Victorian age, a mathematician who had discovered a terrifying truth: the past was not a fixed line, but a series of tensors that could be recalculated. If one could find the...
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