The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The brass astrolabe sat on the velvet cushion, its intricate rings catching the pale, early morning light that bled through the lace curtains of the study, a silent testament to the precision of a mind that had long since outlived its owner, and I sat before it, my hands trembling not with age, but with the terrible, crushing weight of the secret that had been entrusted to me, the secret that...

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