The Wistful Voyage

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The brass key that had belonged to his grandfather lay cold and smooth in the palm of young Arthur, its intricate teeth worn down by a century of turning locks that no longer existed in the city he now inhabited, a relic of a world that had been paved over by the relentless, soot-stained expansion of the industrial age. Arthur was twelve years old, a boy of slender limbs and sharp, observant...

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