The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The wool in Elias’s coat had once been thick and heavy, a deep charcoal that held the shape of his shoulders with a quiet dignity. Now it was thin, the fibers rubbed to a soft grey fuzz that shed on the floorboards of the manor house like ash. He did not know how long he had been wearing it. Time in the estate had become a viscous thing, pooling in the corners of the rooms and draining away in...

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