The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The wall did not crumble; it exhaled. I stood in the center of the room, my boots sinking slightly into the dust that had accumulated over three days of silence, and watched as the plaster face of the building shed its skin in long, curling ribbons, revealing the dark, rotting lath beneath like the exposed ribs of a drowned giant. It was a slow, geological process, this death, but it was...

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