The Grey Embers

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The Grey Embers

The fog did not merely drift through the streets of Blackwood; it possessed them. It was a thick, sulfurous shroud that tasted of coal and old sorrows, clinging to the soot-stained bricks of the tenements like a damp burial cloth. In the bowels of the district, beneath a leaking water main, Arthur sat in a room that smelled of wet limestone and slow decay. Arthur was a man of ghosts. His skin...

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