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The Soham Station Incident It was June second, 1944. Benjamin Gimbert adjusted his cap and looked out over the Whitemoor Marshalling yard. A thick haze clung above the cargo cars blacking out any light cast down by the celestial bodies. The smell of coal soot and hot iron rails permeated every cubic...

Hello! I am in a similar situation. I work full time (more than full time for the holidays). I'm writing short stories regularly for a podcast that I'm starting up and would love to get a fresh perspective on the pieces before putting them out for the world. I read just about every genre and would l...

Thank you, will do!

It was June second, 1944. Benjamin Gimbert adjusted his cap and looked out over the Whitemoor Marshalling yard. A thick haze clung above the cargo cars blacking out any light cast down by the celestial bodies. The smell of coal soot and hot iron rails permeated every cubic centimeter of air. An oper...