The Distant Journey
Elias Thorne pressed his thumb against the limestone slab, feeling the cold seep into the bone. The rock was warm to the touch, a contradiction that had begun three weeks prior, but the pressure of his finger was a grounding weight. He needed this data. He needed the board to see that the stone in his study was not merely geological, but biological. The tenure vote was in two days. If he could...
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