The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The mud on the boots of Captain Silas Vane was not merely dirt but a living, breathing entity that sucked at his ankles with the desperate, wet hunger of a drowning man, and as he swung his sword in a wide, desperate arc through the fog-choked forest, he felt the cold bite of the air against his sweat-soaked skin, a sensation that was both refreshing and terrifying in its absolute clarity, for...

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