The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The iron is warm. You know it is warm because you can feel the heat through the leather of your glove, a dull, persistent ache that lives in your palm. You hold the bellows still. You do not push. You let the air settle in the chest of the shop. "Is it finished, Thomas?" The voice comes from the doorway. It is soft, but it carries the weight of a stone dropped into a deep well. It is Mr....

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