The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The mud was thick. It sucked at the boots of Thomas Bradshaw as he ran. He ran because the air tasted of iron. He ran because the gate was open. The iron gate of the manor stood wide, a black mouth in the night. Thomas did not think. Thinking was for the day. Thinking was for the ledger and the rain on the slate roof. Now, there was only the dark. And the sound of breaking glass. He crested the...

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