The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The rain fell on the roof of the wagon. It fell hard. It fell cold. It drummed against the canvas like fingers of the dead. Elias sat in the corner. His back was against the wood. The wood was damp. He wore a coat of grey wool. It was heavy. It smelled of wet dog and iron. He did not look up. He looked at his hands. His hands were still. They were the hands of a man who had done a bad thing....

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