The Ember at the Edge of Darkness
The boat broke down three miles off the coast of the Olympic Peninsula, and Jack Morrell bailed water with a coffee cup until the island appeared out of the fog like a dark tooth in a black mouth. He dragged the boat onto a beach of black sand and black rock and black everything, and walked inland until he found the shanty. The man inside was sitting on an upturned crate, cleaning a revolver...
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