The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The air in the corridor tasted of iron and stale paper, a metallic tang that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat. He stood before the heavy oak door of Cell 4B, his fingers curled around the collar of his striped shirt, the fabric thin and worn through at the elbows. Through the glass panel, he could see the silhouette of the Warden, a man whose name was never spoken aloud, only referenced...

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