The Last Alchemist's Solitude

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The fog of 1880s London did not merely drift; it clung. It was a thick, sulfurous shroud that swallowed the gaslights and muffled the screams of the East End. In a cellar beneath a crumbling apothecary in Spitalfields, Julian worked. He was a man of singular, terrifying diligence. While the city slept or succumbed to the opium dens, Julian lived by the rhythm of the alembic and the steady drip...

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