The Distant Metropolis

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The fog sat heavy on the cobblestones of Blackfriars Lane, a thick, grey shroud that swallowed the gaslight whole, reducing the world to a circle of damp wool and rusted iron. I stood with my back against the cold brickwork of the Old Bailey, the stone biting into my spine, my hand resting on the hilt of the sword I had not drawn in three years. The air tasted of coal smoke and river mud, a...

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