The Distant Clue
The glass panes of the observatory dome did not shatter in a single, cinematic explosion, but rather disintegrated into a million suspended diamonds that hung in the air like a frozen star field, a crystalline suspension that defied the immediate pull of gravity for a heartbeat before the silence was broken by the dull, heavy thud of debris raining onto the lead-tin floor. I stood in the center...
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