The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The iron gate of the Abbey of Saint Jude was not closed, but it was barred by a man who looked as though he had been carved from the same cold stone as the walls behind him. He held a spear that was longer than his height, and his eyes were the color of wet ash. Willow stood before him, her breath misting in the thin air of the autumn morning. She was twelve years old, though she carried the...

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