The Faded Chronicle

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The leather bites into your ribs with a cold, familiar precision that feels less like pain and more like a second skeleton. You are thirty years old, Arthur, and you have been thirty years old in this mine for six years, ever since your father’s body was pulled from the black earth of Shaft Four, stiff and silent, wrapped in a canvas sheet that smelled of wet slate and old blood. You wear his...

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