The Eye of Blackwood
ACT I: THE AWAKENING (The Beginning) The ruby sat on the velvet cushion like a drop of凝固的血, and Arthur Windsor leaned over it with his magnifying lens, the way he had done ten thousand times before in the basement chambers of the British Museum. But this time, something broke. It began as a pressure behind his eyes, the kind he used to get after long hours cataloguing Mesopotamian glass. Except...
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