The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The coal dust sits in the creases of your hands like a second skin, grey and gritty, refusing to wash away no matter how hard you scrub with lye and hot water. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and the ache in your lower back is a constant companion, a dull throb that reminds you of every shift spent in the dark. The house is cold. It is always cold, but today the chill feels...

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