The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The brass astrolabe in my hands is cold, a weight that seems to anchor me to the polished floor of the St. Jude’s Archive rotunda, its surface not merely tarnished by the damp air of this medieval institution but deliberately, viciously scratched, the metal pocked with wounds that I now realize were inflicted by the very hands that once polished it with such tender, obsessive care. I am...

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