V-01: The Last Observer

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(Victorian Melancholy Style) The fog of London in 1892 did not merely cling to the cobblestones; it seemed to swallow the very soul of the city. Inside the attic of a crumbling townhouse in Bloomsbury, Arthur sat amidst a sea of star charts and brass instruments that smelled of old oil and desperation. He was a man of forty, though his eyes held the fatigue of a thousand centuries. Arthur had...

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