The Dragon's Curse

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I. The fog rolled off the Thames like a living thing, thick and yellow as curdled milk. It swallowed the gas lamps whole, leaving only halos of sickly light that pulsed like dying stars. Thomas Blackwood stood before the mirror in his father's study, watching his own reflection with eyes that were no longer entirely his own. He was twelve years old. He had been twelve years old for three...

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