The Needle's Curse

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London, November 1888 The fog pressed against Edward Blackwood's window like a living thing. He sat by the gas lamp, examining the first silver needle he had found in his master's old study. It was thinner than a hair, colder than ice, and when he held it between his fingers, he felt something stir inside his chest, like a second heartbeat. He had come to London three weeks ago on his master's...

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