The Grey Grace

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The Grey Grace

The fog of London did not merely drift; it possessed the city, a damp, suffocating shroud that tasted of coal smoke and failure. Arthur lived in a room that felt less like a dwelling and more like a waiting room for the grave. Once, he had been a clerk of some standing at the East India Company, a man of ledgers and logic. Now, he was a ghost in a threadbare coat, his life a series of...

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