The Double Sun
The telescope at Trinity College looked like an instrument of science. It was made of brass and glass and polished wood, and it sat on a stone pedestal in a domed room that smelled of dust and old paper. But Edmund Blackwood knew, with the certainty of a man who had spent twenty years staring into the sun, that it was also an instrument of something else. Something darker. He stood before the...
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