The Last Train from Victoria
(Variant V-01: Victorian Melancholy) The fog of 1888 London did not merely cling to the cobblestones; it seeped into the very marrow of one's bones, a grey shroud that muted the screams of the city and the hopes of its inhabitants. Julian stood on the platform of Victoria Station, his greatcoat buttoned to the chin, though no amount of wool could stave off the chill that had settled in his...
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