The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

I woke with the taste of iron and wet chalk in my mouth, the sensation lingering like a bruise that refused to fade, and I knew immediately that the boundary had cracked again, that the pale path which separated our world from the void was fracturing under the weight of its own silence. I sat up in the narrow bed of my apartment on the fourth floor of the Grey Building, the walls sweating...

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