The Pale Path
The road to the Priory of St. Jude was not merely a path of packed earth and crushed granite, but a physical manifestation of the boundary between the known world and the fever dream that had taken hold of our order, a liminal strip of silence where the air tasted of ozone and old blood, leading us into the suffocating embrace of the high stone walls that enclosed the monastery like a cage...
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