The Pale Exile

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2026-08-17 15:17:29 -

The Pale Exile

You wake with the taste of iron and old dust on your tongue, the dream still clinging to the inside of your skull like a wet, heavy coat. In the dream, the glass was not merely broken; it was unmade, the shards dissolving into a fine, gray powder that settled over the landscape, muting the colors of the world until everything was the same flat, pale shade of ash. You open your eyes, and the...

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