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... the moonlit world below.
From the wilds beyond the stables came the trill of unidentified insects. Fisher’s room was filled with a faint smell of saltpeter, yet the atmosphere mingled with something sticky, as if shrouded in darkness, leaving only simple and pure sensations.
It seemed as if time had lost its normal course here. How else could it have been afternoon just a moment ago, and now it was deep into the night?
Elliog lay gazing at the laboratory ceiling, his eye ...
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