The Wistful Skyline

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2026-08-19 19:24:04 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a persistent, grey mist that clung to the cobblestones of Harrowgate and seeped into the bones of the old stone buildings until the very mortar seemed to weep with the weight of the damp. Arthur Penhaligon stood by the window of his small, drafty office on the second floor of the municipal archive, watching the droplets race down the glass in...

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