The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The coal chute collapsed on a Tuesday. The sky over the mill town of Oakhaven did not darken, but it ceased to be a sky. It became a ceiling. A thick, gray membrane of soot and steam that pressed down on the shingles, the chimneys, and the spines of the workers below. You were on the roof when it happened. Not working. Just watching. You were Margaret, though the name felt less like a label and...

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