The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The rain fell in sheets of iron. It hammered against the roof of the keep, a relentless drumming that masked the sound of blood hitting stone. Ser Edmund stood in the center of the great hall, his sword low, his breath a ragged tear in the cold air. He was the Shield-Breaker, the last line of defense for the house of Vane. Above him, on the raised dais, sat Lord Alistair. The old man did not...

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