The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The iron spoon shatters against your lower ribs, a sharp, bright crack that sounds less like metal on bone and more like a dry branch snapping in a winter forest, and you feel the cold shock of it travel up through the leather of your tunic to settle in the hollow of your stomach, a physical manifestation of the silence that has been growing around you for the last three weeks in the damp,...

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