The Pale Exile

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2026-08-17 21:36:09 -

The Pale Exile

The train did not so much arrive as it materialized from the grey, suspended fog that clung to the platform like a damp shroud, a slow exhalation of steam that tasted of iron and old ash. I stepped off onto the gravel, my leather shoes sinking slightly into the earth, feeling the weight of the institution behind me settle onto my shoulders, a physical mass that seemed to warp the air around my...

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