# The Last Light of the Deep

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The shaft door groaned shut behind Eleanor Vane, sealing her in the Yorkshire dark. Thirty feet down, the air grew thick and cold, smelling of wet stone and ancient coal dust. Her lantern cast trembling circles on the brickwork, revealing cracks spiderwebbing through the masonry like fractures in glass.She checked her notes by lamplight. The Blackwood Mining Company had hired her to assess the...

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