The Distant Affair
14th November, 1893. The train to Westminster shudders beneath you, a rhythmic, metallic groan that travels up through the soles of your boots and settles in your teeth. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two, and your hands are trembling so violently that you can barely hold the leather case containing your repair schematics. The glass windows reflect your face, gaunt and hollow-eyed, a ghost...
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