The Faded Quadrant

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The pen tip cracked against the vellum, a sharp, dry snap that echoed in the empty room. I did not look up. I was calculating the tensile strength of the main truss, the numbers floating in a gray haze before my eyes, each digit a small, cold stone. The ink on the page began to spread, not with the usual bleed of wet paper, but with a slow, deliberate oozing, the black liquid pooling and...

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