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The Bridge of the Archons
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Douglas awoke to the sound of pounding surf and sunlight upon his face. Cirrus clouds streaked the sky above an opaque curtain of the enormous canopy bed in which he lay. To either side, towering cliffs ranged a bay that opened to a Pacific glistening with the rays of the setting sun. Gulls swooped and…
