The telescope gear ground like the jaws of some great beast chewing...

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The telescope gear ground like the jaws of some great beast chewing stone. Arthur Blackwood adjusted the final screw with trembling fingers and stepped back to look through the eyepiece.

The Scottish Highlands at midnight were a void so complete that Arthur felt his own body dissolving into it. The observatory—his family's abandoned observatory, perched on a crag three hundred feet above the moors—had been empty for forty years. His uncle had died here, drunk and forgotten. His aunt had fled to London the following spring and never returned. And Arthur, twenty-six years old,...

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