The Golden Crossing

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The brass astrolabe on my desk did not tick, nor did it hum, but it possessed a gravitational pull that I could feel in the hollow of my throat, a physical ache that mirrored the tightening of my own ribs whenever I attempted to look away from its intricate, celestial geometry. I had spent the last three decades of my career in the basement archives of the Whitmore Institute for Theoretical...

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