The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the boundaries between the cobblestones of the lane and the air above them, creating a world where distance was a suggestion rather than a fact. Elias Thorne stood in the doorway of his shop, a space so narrow that the smell of old paper and beeswax seemed to have its own weight, pressing against his chest. He...

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