The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The coal dust had settled into the very weave of my uniform, a grey silt that coated the inside of my nostrils and the creases of my knuckles, turning the stark white of the barracks into a dim, sepia-toned memory of a time before the hunger set in, and I sat alone on the edge of my cot, listening to the rhythmic, heavy thud of the ventilation fans overhead, which sounded less like machinery...

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