The Wistful Witness

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The iron wrench lay cold in Arthur Vane’s right hand, its weight a familiar anchor in a world that had begun to tilt three years ago. He turned it over, feeling the smooth, oiled surface with the only digits he had left, while the air around his missing left hand felt thick, resistant, as if the space where his fingers should be was occupied by something solid and unseen. It was November, 1912,...

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