The morning was foggy, the river mist curling over Lumenwick’s stone arches. Ephraim arrived with his heavy wooden case, its hinges squeaking like a tired horse. Inside lay his camera— the Aetherium , a marvel of polished brass, glass lenses ground by hand, and a coil of glass plates sensitized with a silver nitrate solution. He set up his tripod beside the crack, aligning the lens so that the aperture of the opening became the frame’s edge.
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