The Horizon Beyond the Stars
ACT ONE The signal arrived on an autumn morning in October 1963, when the sky over Cambridge was the pale, watery blue that always made Dr. Sarah Whitmore think of old bone china. She was sitting in the radio astronomy observatory on the hill above the campus, a cup of coffee growing cold in her hands, when the pattern resolved itself out of the static. It was not random. It was not...
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