Title: The Last Ember of London

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The fog in the subterranean corridors of New London did not drift; it clung. It was a thick, sulfurous shroud that tasted of oxidized copper and ancient grief. I, Edmund, the Keeper of the Vanished, sat at my mahogany desk, the wood warped by the oppressive humidity of the Great Gear. Above me, the world was a scream of grinding steel—the Great Gear, the singular, monstrous engine that pushed...

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