The Drowning Sun V01 Victorian Gothic 202605160420
The fog in Manchester did not lift. It sat over the city like a blanket soaked in coal smoke, pressing down on rooftops and cobblestones with a weight that felt intentional, as though the sky itself had come to witness what the earth had done. Eleanor Ashworth stood in the mill's sub-basement with a candle in her hand and felt the cold seep through her dress. The room was long and low, the...
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