The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The wall was not a wall. It was a boundary. A path. It ran through the center of the hall, invisible to most, but a chasm to me. I stood on the north side. The King stood on the south. Between us lay the truth, and the truth was heavy. It had weight. It had texture. It felt like wet sand packed tight in a boot. I am old. My knees ache when the stone floor is cold. The cold of the palace is not...

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