The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The rain against the windowpane was a rhythmic, mechanical percussion, a sound that seemed to drill into the very marrow of my bones, a vibration that synchronized with the erratic, heavy thumping of my heart, a heartbeat that had long since abandoned its natural, steady cadence in favor of this jagged, arrhythmic pounding that felt less like life and more like a system in catastrophic,...

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