The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The cough started on a Tuesday, a dry, rattling sound that shook the small frame of Arthur Vane’s daughter, Elise. Arthur was forty years old, his hands blackened by the lead mines of the Blackwood Valley, and he knew the cough. He had heard it in the throats of men who worked the deep shafts for twenty years, men who came home coughing blood into handkerchiefs before they finally stopped...

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