The Pale Path

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2026-08-17 16:34:12 -

The Pale Path

The wind did not blow. It pushed. I felt it against my cheek. A cold, dry thumb. The mist was thick. White. Heavy. It swallowed the trees. It swallowed the path. I could not see the sun. I could not see the end. I only saw the fox. It stood at the edge of the clearing. Red. Vivid. It looked at me. I looked at it. We were alone. The silence was loud. It roared in my ears. I had walked for days....

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