The-Last-Observer
The Observatory at the Edge of the World I have stood at that window eight times in as many months, and eight times the same grey light has fallen across my hands, and eight times I have turned away from the decision that would alter the arithmetic of my remaining days. The window looks down upon a Cornwall that no longer resembles the land I arrived in as a young man from Cambridge. The...
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