The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

You wake up with the taste of copper in your mouth. It is a metallic tang, sharp and cold, sitting on the back of your tongue. You do not brush your teeth. You do not check the mirror. You know what is there. The tremor in your left hand. The way the coffee cup slips, just slightly, when you grip it. You are a man of precision. You have spent thirty years holding a line. Now the line is...

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