The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The steam from the locomotive did not merely rise; it hung in the grey, bruised air of the valley like a shroud that refused to be lifted, thick and heavy with the smell of coal dust and wet iron, a tangible weight that pressed against the windows of the carriage and seeped through the seams of the wool coats worn by the passengers who sat in the dim, flickering light, their faces turned away...

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