The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

I woke with the taste of copper and old dust in my mouth, the sensation so visceral it felt less like a lingering dream and more like a physical injury, a bruise blooming behind my eyes that had no external source, yet as I lay there in the stark, fluorescent hum of the intake ward, I realized that the wound was not in my head but in the architecture of my hands, which were trembling with a...

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