The Distant Garden

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The rain in Leeds does not wash things clean; it only makes the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones into a mirror for the smoke that chokes the sky. You are Arthur Vane, forty years old, a master clockmaker whose hands have grown too steady for the tremors of fear but not steady enough to stop the bleeding of your father’s estate. It is November of 1912, and you have driven a cart from the...

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