The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The air in the Hall of Records tasted of ozone and dried blood, a metallic tang that coated the back of Sergeant Elias Thorne’s throat as he stood amidst the chaotic symphony of the annual muster, where the brass bands played a relentless, droning march that vibrated against the ribs of every man and woman present, their uniformed bodies a rigid, breathing architecture of steel and wool that...

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