The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The hammer struck the iron with a sound like a bone snapping, sharp and final. Elias didn’t flinch. He stood in the center of the workshop, the air thick with the smell of hot metal and ozone, the sparks flying off the anvil in bright, stinging arcs. He was not looking at the piece on the block. He was looking at the window behind him, where the afternoon light was failing, turning the dust...

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