The Silver Tomb

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The Silver Tomb

Act I: The Descent The fog of London did not merely cling to the streets; it breathed. It was a thick, sulfurous shroud that tasted of coal and desperation. For Arthur, a man born into the soot of the East End, the fog was the only constant. He had spent his youth in the bowels of the earth, hacking at seams of anthracite in mines that felt like the throat of some prehistoric beast. Then came...

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