The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The bell did not ring; it screamed. A shriek of iron that tore through the heavy, incense-thick air of the Hall of Records, shattering the silence we had cultivated for three centuries. I looked up from my ledger, my quill still dripping with ink that had not yet dried, and saw the windows blowing out. Not breaking, but dissolving. The glass turned to sand, then to light, then to nothing. The...

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