The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The clock ticked. A heavy, wooden pendulum. It swung left. Then right. Elara watched the dust motes. They danced in the beam of light. A thin, pale shaft. It cut across the room. It landed on the table. On the table sat the box. Oak. Carved with vines. The wood was dark. Polished to a mirror shine. It did not belong to her. She knew this. The weight of it pressed against her palms. She was in...

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