The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The coughing fit takes you by the throat before you can even open your eyes, a violent, rattling spasm that drives the air out of your lungs in a desperate, wet gasp. You are on your knees on the cold, flagstone floor of the cellar, the stone biting into your shins, and the taste of copper and rust fills your mouth, thick and heavy, tasting of old blood and forgotten winters. You press your...

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