The Distant Journey

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The glass shattered. It was a small thing. A shard of blue. It hit the floor with a sound like a scream cut short. Elias picked it up. His thumb bled. He did not care. He was a scholar of optics. He knew light. He knew how it bent. He knew how it broke. He stood in the room. The room was large. The walls were dark. The air was cold. Outside, the city slept. Or so he thought. The city never...

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