
A March night on a frozen road, and a sound underground that is not wind. You play Etienne Lantier, dismissed from a railway shop in Lille and walking toward Montsou with nothing. An old carter names the pit Le Voreux, because it devours what enters. A haulage hand has failed to report for the dawn shift, and the clerk's pen is waiting on an empty line. In the lamp room, a worker you took for a boy keeps one place open beside her in the cage.
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