V-01: The Gilded Solitude
(Style A: Victorian Melancholy) The fog of London did not merely drift; it clung to the cobblestones like a damp shroud, mirroring the suffocating weight of the Thorne estate. Julian Thorne, the last scion of a lineage that had once dictated the pulse of the Empire, sat in the dim light of his study, staring at the Obsidian Ledger. The Ledger was not a book of accounts, but a legacy of hunger....
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