Title: The Gilded Cage of Solitude
The fog of London in 1888 did not merely drift; it clung to the skin like a damp shroud, smelling of coal smoke and forgotten sins. Arthur stood by the window of his study, watching the gaslights flicker in the distance. He was a man of thirty, but his eyes held the exhaustion of a century. He remembered the day the world broke. His mentor, Professor Alistair, had been more than a teacher; he...
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