The Distant Nightmare

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The train rattled over the iron tracks. It moved slow. The smoke was thick. It choked the sky. The air tasted of coal. It tasted of rust. Elias sat in the corner. He held his hat in his hands. His hands were shaking. He was cold. The winter was deep. The town was far. The town was near. It was always near. The car was empty. The other seats were void. The glass was fogged. Outside, the fields...

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