The Mourning of Dr. Moreau's Child

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The fog rolled off the Thames like a shroud, thick and yellow with coal smoke, swallowing the gaslamps whole. Dr. Henry Moreau stood at his laboratory window in Bloomsbury and watched the world dissolve into nothing. Inside the room behind him, on a table of scarred oak covered with glass instruments and bone saws, a small creature slept. It was sleeping now, but when it opened its eyes, they...

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