Bridge to Mars
I. The pulses came through at dusk on an October evening in 1927, when the Arizona sky had turned the color of a bruised plum and the desert wind was carrying the first chill of winter into the observatory dome. Edgar Thorne was adjusting the reflecting telescope—a instrument he had funded with his inheritance and his sanity—when the recording drum caught something that made him drop his...
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