The Echo of a Hollow God (V-01)

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The rain in London did not fall; it descended as a grey shroud, clinging to the soot-stained bricks of the East End. Arthur stood beneath a flickering gas lamp, his coat heavy with moisture, watching the fog swallow the cobblestones. He was the city's most celebrated physician, a man whose hands could stitch together the most ruined of lungs and whose mind could map the labyrinth of the human...

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