The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The air in the valley smelled of wet stone and old iron, a scent that clung to your clothes like a second skin. You had come here to find the truth, or so you told yourself, but the town of Oakhaven had a way of swallowing questions whole. It was a place suspended in time, where the cobblestones were worn smooth by centuries of footsteps that no longer walked them. You stood at the edge of the...

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