The Golden Circuit
The ink on the final page of the *Codex Veriditas* had faded to the color of weak tea, a slow evaporation that Arthur Penhaligon watched with the same intensity he might have applied to a chemical reaction in a laboratory. It was October, 1913, and the air in the archive room of the Whitmore Institute hung thick with the scent of damp wool and decaying cellulose. Arthur counted the hours by the...
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