The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The ink of the entry had barely dried on the damp, gray paper when Arthur realized that the silence of the observatory was not empty, but rather a heavy, breathing thing that pressed against the walls of his mind. It was the autumn of 1893, a year when the ironworks in the valley below churned with a rhythmic, metallic pulse that vibrated up through the soles of his boots, a constant reminder...

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