The Iron Citadel

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The Iron Citadel

The fog over Manchester did not settle so much as it descended, a permanent ceiling of coal smoke and chemical vapour that turned noon into a bruised twilight. Arthur Blackwood walked through it as though it were water, shoulders hunched, collar turned up against a cold that had nothing to do with temperature. At twenty-two he already moved like a man who had forgotten what it felt like to be...

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