The Pale Protocol
The vial in your hand is not merely glass and mercury but a crystallized argument, a shard of the very protocol you have spent thirty years dissecting in the sterile, humming silence of the laboratory, and you hold it up to the light that filters through the high, arched windows of the observatory, a light that is not quite sunlight but something pale and diffuse, as if the sun itself has been...
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