The Distant Nightmare

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The ink on the ledger page was still wet when I first saw it, a dark smear that looked like a bruise on the white paper, and I remember the weight of the quill in my hand, heavy and cold, as I signed my name at the bottom of the contract that bound me to the Blackwood Mine for another winter, a debt of four hundred pounds that my father had left behind and that Mr. Sterling, with his polite,...

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