The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The water came first, not as a warning but as a finality, swallowing the foundations of the town in a grey, silent tide that rose with the slow, inevitable patience of a debt being collected. It was a Tuesday, and the air smelled of wet slate and the sharp, metallic tang of fear, a scent that seemed to cling to the back of Margaret’s throat, refusing to be swallowed. She stood on the porch of...

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