The Iron Mirror's Shadow
The fog came down on London like a shroud, thick and yellow with coal smoke, swallowing the gas lamps whole. In the basement of the Royal Meteorological Institute, Arthur Blackwood stood before his greatest invention and felt nothing but cold. The ether reflector was a thing of brass and glass and crystal lenses, mounted on an iron frame that reached from floor to ceiling. It occupied most of...
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