The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The ink is still wet on your hand. It smells of iron and rain. You look at your brother. He is not looking back. He is looking at the door. The door is oak. It is heavy. It will not open easily. You are a soldier. You have worn the uniform for ten years. The uniform is gray. The gray has eaten into your skin. You feel the fabric on your shoulders. It is heavy like stone. Your father stands in...

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