Chapter three of the alien library turned out to be the fine-structure constant, written to twelve digits. Chapter eight is a portrait of someone who has been dead for seven billion years.
Part 2 of 2 in The Library Between the Stars
Ximena fijó la hoja impresa en el pizarrón con cuatro imanes, como quien clava una tesis en la puerta de una catedral. «Capítulo tres. Léelo y dime que perdí la razón».
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