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Voss opened the parcel with a care bordering on ritual. Inside was a single object wrapped in old cloth: a compass. But the compass had no needle; instead it held a tiny, spinning lattice of metal filaments that rearranged itself subtly when pressed. Its casing was etched with letters that weren’t letters but something like a memory trying to reshape itself. Voss traced the etching with a gloved fingertip and exhaled.
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