I found it on a Tuesday, in a bookstall along the Seine, wrapped in oilcloth and sold for three francs by a man who did not know what he was selling.
The manuscript was old—sixteenth century, possibly earlier—and written in a hand so cramped and precise it might have been copied by a monk. But it was not a monk who had written it. It was an alchemist. His name was not recorded. All that remained was a marginal note in Latin: "Agnus equilibrum—the Needle of Equilibrium, hidden beneath Paris." I am Henri de Montfort. I am twenty-four years...
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