The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The rain fell upon the slate roofs of Oakhaven with a persistent, rhythmic insistence that seemed to mimic the ticking of the clocks within the precinct, a metronome for a town that had long since ceased to keep its own time but rather surrendered its pulse to the bureaucratic heartbeat of the Department. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood before the window, his reflection a ghostly overlay upon the...

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