The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

Elias sat. The mud was cold. It seeped through his trousers. He did not feel it. He felt the tin cup. It was heavy. It was full of porridge. He stirred it. The spoon scraped the bottom. The sound was sharp. It cut the silence. The forest was silent. The trees stood like sentinels. They were bare. They were black. The sky was grey. It was low. It pressed down. Elias was a scholar. He knew Latin....

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