The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The iron gate groaned, a low, metallic tear that vibrated through the soles of my boots. Miller stood ten feet back, his face pale beneath the grime of the coal dust, his lantern trembling in a hand that had begun to shake. "It’s not safe, Elias," he said, his voice thin in the oppressive heat of the tunnel. "The structural integrity is compromised. We have to go up." I looked at the darkness...

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