The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The dream always began with the smell of wet wool and the sound of a bell tolling in a church that did not exist. Sergeant Elias Thorne woke before the sun had fully breached the grey horizon of the village, his body heavy with the peculiar exhaustion that came not from sleep, but from the sheer weight of the silence that had settled over the valley. He lay in the narrow cot in the parish...

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