The Golden Crossing

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You are standing in the cellar of the old manor, the air thick with the scent of wet stone and the sweet, rotting perfume of the apple crates that line the shelves, and you are holding the brass astrolabe that your grandfather, the late Professor Aldous Thorne, left to you in his will, a device that is supposed to map the stars but which, in the trembling light of the single tallow candle you...

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