The Faded Photograph
The coal dust settled in the crevices of Elias Thorne’s skin like a second, permanent epidermis, a gray powder that had seeped into the pores of his forearms and the lines of his face until he looked less like a man and more like a statue carved from the very earth he had spent twenty years excavating. He stood at the edge of the quarry in the industrial town of Blackwood, where the air tasted...
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