The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The feast was a riot of candlelight and roasted flesh, a suffocating heat that pressed against the stone walls of the undercroft where the condemned were held. You sat in the corner, your hands bound not by rope but by the invisible, heavy chains of your own conviction, watching the tallow drips from the high chandeliers fall like slow tears onto the flagstones. The air was thick with the scent...

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