The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The siren did not wail so much as it tore the air open, a jagged red line slicing through the grey smog of Manchester, 1924. Elias Vane stood at the window of his cramped flat on Deansgate, watching the fire engine lurch around the corner, its bells clattering against the damp brickwork. He was a man who had carried his home in his head for twenty years, ever since the ship had deposited him on...

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