The Faded Quadrant
The glass in the observatory dome was cracked, a jagged vein of fracture running from the zenith down toward the brass railing, splitting the view of the night sky into two distinct and irreconcilable halves. Thomas stood before the great refracting telescope, his hands trembling slightly as he adjusted the focus wheel, the cold metal biting into his palms, while the heavy air of the...
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