The Echo of Aethelgard

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(V-01: Victorian Melancholy) The fog of London did not merely cling to the cobblestones; it seemed to swallow the very soul of the city. In a cramped attic room in Bloomsbury, where the air tasted of old parchment and damp wool, Arthur lived among the ghosts of other men's stories. He was a restorer of ancient texts, a man who spent his days stitching together the fragmented memories of the...

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