The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The tower fell on the seventh day. It did not crumble. It snapped. A sound like a bone breaking in a quiet room. Then the dust. Thick and grey. It swallowed the square. It swallowed the sky. Silas stood in the street. He watched the ruin. His hands were still. His face was pale. The color of old milk. He was the jailer. He had kept the prisoner for ten years. The prisoner was dead. Buried in...

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