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The fog of London did not merely cling to the cobblestones; it seeped into the very marrow of one's bones, a grey shroud that rendered the world a smudge of charcoal and ash. Arthur Penhaligon sat in the dim light of his study, the air thick with the scent of old parchment and the metallic tang of ozone. Before him stood the Engine—a monstrous assembly of brass gears, hissing pistons, and ivory...

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