The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The coal dust is in your teeth. It is in the crevices of your knuckles. It is black soot in the pale skin of your eyelids. You taste it. Metallic. Cold. You are in the tunnel. The headlamp swings. The beam cuts the dark. The dark pushes back. You swing the pick. The steel hits stone. It rings. A high, clear note. It sings. You are Elias Thorne. You are forty years old. You are here because you...

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