Iron and Silk (V-06)
Manchester, 1842. The city was a blackened lung, exhaling soot and sulfur into a sky that had forgotten the color blue. It was the heart of the Industrial Revolution, a place where the rhythmic thud of the steam looms sounded like the beating of a giant, iron heart that demanded a constant sacrifice of human flesh and bone. Rose was a creature of contradictions. By day, she was a "bobbin girl"...
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