The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The ink on the ledger page was not merely black; it was a living, viscous thing that seemed to pulse with a faint, sickly luminescence under the gaslight of the archive. Elias Thorne sat alone in the sub-basement of the Ministry of Internal Records, the air thick with the scent of damp paper and the metallic tang of ozone. He was not a man who believed in ghosts, nor in the supernatural forces...

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