The Blackwood Standard

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The fog clung to London like a shroud, thick and yellow with coal smoke, and Captain Edward Blackwood stood at the window of his Bloomsbury townhouse watching it swallow the gas lamps one by one. In his hand, a letter from the East India Company, sealed with red wax and heavy with consequence. Five more years of service. Five more campaigns in the name of civilization and trade. He was...

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