The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The coal dust coats your lungs. It is a thick, wet blanket. You breathe it in. You breathe it out. The taste is metallic. Iron. Rust. The old blood of the earth. You are in the shaft. It is narrow. It is dark. Your headlamp cuts a weak cone into the black. You see the wall. You see the floor. You see nothing else. You are not alone. Thomas is above you. He is in the cage. He waits. He watches....

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