The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The fog rolls in from the coast, thick as wool and heavy with the metallic taste of rust, swallowing the industrial city of Oakhaven until the streetlamps are nothing but bruised purples in the grey. You stand on the platform, your breath a white ghost against the dark, watching the train pull away. It is not a train of iron and steam, but of woven mist and dying light, carrying the last of the...

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