The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The clock in the library did not tick. It hummed, a low, vibrating thrum that seemed to rise from the floorboards themselves, settling into the marrow of the bone. Professor Arthur Vane sat in his customary chair, a leather-bound relic of a century past, and watched the dust motes dance in the single shaft of light that pierced the gloom. He was a man composed of sharp angles and quiet...

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