The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The cellar smelled of damp stone and old rot. Silas knelt on the cold floor, his knees aching with the stiffness of a man who had walked too far for too long. He held the jar in his hands. It was heavy. The glass was thick, clouded by age, and inside swirled a liquid that glowed with a faint, sickly amber light. It was the last of the tincture. The last drop of his life’s work. He was a keeper...

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