The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The bell tolled at six. It was a dull, heavy sound that vibrated in the teeth. Thomas Vane stood in the center of the square. He wore his grey coat. The coat was thin. It had been thin for years. The wind cut through the wool. It found the gaps in the fabric. It found the gaps in him. The crowd gathered. They stood in a loose circle. They did not speak. They watched. The air smelled of coal...

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