The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

I woke with the taste of iron in my mouth. The dream had left a bruise on my mind. I saw the road. A long, gray ribbon stretching into a fog so thick it had weight. I was walking. Or running. I cannot tell. My boots were heavy. They dragged. Mud clung to the leather like a second skin. I saw a figure ahead. Small. Distant. A speck of gray against the white. I reached out. My hand closed on...

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