The Distant Summer

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The rain in Blackwood did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a grey, industrial mist that clung to the wool of Elias Vane’s coat and seeped into the joints of his aging body. He stood on the platform of the terminus, the steam from the arriving engine mixing with the dampness to create a fog that blurred the sharp angles of the iron sheds and the coal piles that dominated the horizon. At...

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