The Distant Affair

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The leather strap of the lantern cut into your palm, the brass cold and heavy against the sweat of your hand, as you stood in the yard of the Oakhaven pit, watching the morning mist roll off the moor. You had left your mother only two hours prior, her breath rattling in her chest like dry leaves in a tin can, and you had promised to return before the first frost bit the ground, a promise that...

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