The Pale Tale

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2026-08-17 14:26:19 -

The Pale Tale

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the mud of the valley into a viscous, sucking trap that swallowed the hooves of the mule team and the boots of the men who walked beside them. I stood at the head of the column, my coat heavy with water, watching the grey sky press down upon the black pines of the northern ridge. The air smelled of wet stone, decaying leaves, and the metallic...

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