The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The steam from the locomotive clung to the glass of the carriage like a living thing, obscuring the gray, rain-slicked fields of the Yorkshire moors that Arthur Vane watched with eyes that burned behind his spectacles. He was forty years old, though the tremor in his right hand, a rhythmic spasm that had begun three months prior and had since claimed the use of his fingers, made him feel as...

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