The Pale Verdict
"You have crossed the line, Thomas, and the boundary of that line is written in the marrow of our bones, a boundary that does not bend to the whim of the weary or the will of the hungry, but stands rigid and cold against the wind of the valley, a path that must be followed to the very end of its terrible length." The voice of the Constable, old and cracked like the bark of the winter oaks that...
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