The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The wool of the grey robe hangs heavy on your shoulders, a weight that has become so intrinsic to your body over these forty years that you can no longer distinguish the fabric from your own skin, yet today it feels less like a second skin and more like a shroud, thick with the damp, mineral scent of the subterranean archives where the air itself seems to hold its breath. You are standing...

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