The Wistful Silence

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The air in the sub-basement of the Holloway textile mill hung thick and wet, a physical substance that coated the lungs with a taste of copper and old dust. Elias stood at the center of the room, his back to the massive, rhythmic thrum of the steam engines, his hands wrapped around the neck of his daughter, Clara. The movement was not one of anger, but of a desperate, muscular calculation, a...

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