The Pale Path

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2026-08-19 09:56:23 -

The Pale Path

The gray wool of my uniform is the only thing that has not changed. It is the same shade of storm-cloud, the same coarse weave that chafes the neck when the air turns cold. I have worn it for thirty years. I have washed it until the threads are soft as old skin, but the color remains. It is the anchor of my identity, the weight that keeps me from drifting into the white noise of my own mind....

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