The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The road to Blackwater Ford had been pale even before the snow came — a ribbon of crushed limestone cutting through the moors like a scar across the face of the moorland god who had dreamed this place into being and then forgotten it. Thomas Calderwood walked it every morning at dawn, as he had for seventeen years. His boots were the colour of dried blood, his coat patched at every elbow and...

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