The Blue Abyss
Edinburgh, December 1893. The fog rolled in from the Firth of Forth like a living thing, thick and yellow and smelling of coal smoke and the sea. I am Dr. Silas Thornfield, twenty-nine years old, pathologist at the Royal Infirmary, and I am losing my mind. Or rather, I am gaining a mind that sees what others cannot. It began with the corpse. A woman, approximately forty years of age, found in a...
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