The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The note from the colliery foreman lay on the kitchen table, the ink smudged where Arthur Vane’s thumb had pressed it. It said he was off the roster for the night shift, his name crossed out in red chalk. Arthur read it twice, then folded it into a small square and placed it in his pocket, next to the coal dust that never quite washed out of his skin. He was forty years old, and his body felt...

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