The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The sky did not fall; it simply ceased to be blue. It turned the color of old bruised plums, then to a sickly, pale gray that stretched unbroken from horizon to horizon, erasing the sun. In the village of Oakhaven, where the stone houses clung to the hillside like barnacles on a ship’s hull, the air grew thick and silent. It was the Year of the Quiet, as the elders called it, though no one...

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