The Blackwood Anthology of Impossible Tomorrows
起势 The inkwell sat upon Alistair Blackwood's desk like a small black well into which the light had fallen and never returned. It was March 1898, and the last page of the last story was waiting for his pen, though whether he was writing the story or the story was writing him, he could no longer be certain. Outside his study window, London exhaled its smoky breath across the rooftops of...
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