The Wistful Throne

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The whistle blew at four in the morning, a shrill, mechanical shriek that cut through the damp fog of the Blackwood district. Arthur Vane, twelve years old and already small for his age, tightened his leather apron and stepped onto the grated catwalk of the rolling mill. He was a junior engineer, a title that meant little to the older men but everything to his father, who lay in the sickbed...

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