The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

Belfast in 1854 was a city of iron and mud, the shipyards clanging against the grey sky while the air tasted of coal smoke and brine. The queue for the powder mill stretched out from the gate, a long, shivering line of men waiting for their weekly pay, their breath pluming in the cold. I stood at the back of that line, my hand wrapped in a rag, feeling the heat of the forge still trapped inside...

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