The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The dream was not a dream at all, but a wound that had opened its eyes to look upon the world, a pale and endless corridor of stone where the air tasted of copper and old blood, and in that silence, which was louder than any scream, he saw the ivy. It was not growing there; it was waiting, its tendrils coiling around the pillars of the Great Hall like the fingers of a lover who had forgotten...

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