The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The draft in the attic of the Imperial Railway Station at Blackwood did not smell of decay, but of ozone and wet chalk, a cold exhalation that seemed to suck the warmth from the very air of the administrative offices below. Inspector Elias Thorne stood in the corridor, his hand resting on the iron railing, feeling the vibration of the engines that kept the empire moving, yet he was frozen by a...

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