The Pale Path

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2026-08-17 12:09:31 -

The Pale Path

The cart rattled over the cobblestones of the old city, a sound that vibrated through the soles of my boots and up into the marrow of my legs, a mechanical rhythm that seemed to mimic the frantic, arrhythmic beating of my own heart, which had long since ceased to pump blood and now pumped only a thick, viscous fear that tasted of copper and rot. I was walking, or perhaps I was being carried,...

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