The Fog of Remembrance

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The iron gates of Blackwood Asylum groaned under the weight of a century’s rust, a sound that mirrored the slow collapse of Arthur Pembroke’s own mind. London was a distant, smog-choked memory; here, on the jagged cliffs of the coast, the fog was a living thing, weaving through the Gothic arches of the manor like a shroud. Arthur walked the corridors with a measured, aristocratic grace, though...

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