The Faded Road
The fog in the industrial district of Harrowgate did not merely obscure the world; it consumed it, a thick, sulfurous blanket that turned the iron skeletons of the factories into spectral phantoms. Elias Thorne, a senior inspector for the municipal sanitation authority, walked through this grey soup with the mechanical precision of a clockwork mechanism. He was a man of five and forty years,...
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