The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The mist lay thick on the moor, a grey shroud that swallowed the world whole. Elias stood at the edge of the bracken, his boots sinking into the cold, wet earth. He had walked for three days. His legs ached with a dull, persistent throb, a reminder of the years that had carved their grooves into his bones. He was old. The thought was no longer a fear but a fact, as solid as the stone wall that...

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