The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The soot did not merely coat my skin in the mill of Blackwood & Sons; it penetrated the very grain of my flesh, settling into the creases of my knuckles and the pores of my arms until I felt I was becoming less a boy of twelve years and more a component of the machinery itself, a piece of living iron worn smooth by the relentless friction of the gears I ground, day after day, in the suffocating...

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