The Distant Nightmare

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The letter from the bank lay on the kitchen table, its edges curling slightly in the damp air. Arthur Vane read the final line twice, the ink blurred by the humidity that seemed to seep from the walls themselves. The debt was due in three days, and the mine, Blackwood Hollow, was the only asset left to sell. He had spent seven years trying to wash the coal dust from his fingernails, to convince...

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