The Hollow Kingdom

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2026-06-09 23:33:54 -

The fog rolled through London like a living thing, thick with coal smoke and the stench of the Thames. Arthur Blackwood sat on the edge of his bed in the Bloomsbury garret, the empty bottle of gin rolling across the floorboards. At twenty-eight, he had already exhausted everything: his inheritance, his dignity, and whatever hope his family had pinned on his shoulders. The invitation had arrived...

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