The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The weight was not in the air. It was in the bone. Elias Thorne felt the pressure settle onto his sternum like a slab of wet slate, heavy and cold. He was thirty-two, but his lungs felt fifty. The Blackwood Mine did not merely extract coal; it extracted time. The shift whistle had blown for six hours, and the "Crown" had begun its slow descent. It was the miners’ name for the atmospheric...

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