The Wistful Witness

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The letter lay on the workbench, its edges curling slightly in the dry air of the workshop. It was from the Duke’s steward, the ink still dark and wet, demanding the Grand Meridian be installed before the winter solstice. Elias Thorne read it twice, his eyes tracing the firm, angular script. He set the paper down on a bed of brass filings. The weight of it felt heavy, heavier than paper should...

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