The Wistful Voyage

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In the grey, soot-choked morning where the fog hung low and thick over the cobblestones of the industrial district, Sergeant Arthur Penhaligon woke not from a sound, but from a scent, a phantom of rosewater and damp earth that had no place in his cramped, gas-lit quarters. He lay rigid beneath the woolen covers, the sheets cold against his skin, and for a fleeting, terrifying instant, he was...

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