The Silent Guardian of the Crypt

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(V-01: Victorian Melancholy) The smog of London did not merely drift; it clung. It was a grey, suffocating shroud that erased the boundaries between the cobblestone streets of the East End and the weeping sky. In this city of iron and soot, where the heartbeat of the Empire was a rhythmic, metallic thrum, Clara lived in the only place where the noise could not reach: the crypts of St. Jude’s....

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