Sample V-06: The Chimney Lords
(Victorian Industrial) The soot of London was a permanent shroud, a grey veil that tasted of sulfur and coal. In the year 1852, the "Great Silence" had fallen; a celestial flare had wiped out every soul over the age of twelve. The factories of the East End did not stop; they simply changed masters. Toby was a chimney sweep, a scrap of a boy with skin the color of charcoal and eyes that had seen...
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