The Pale Exile
"Did you feel the shift in the atmospheric pressure last night? It wasn't just the barometer dropping; it was the air itself thickening, becoming viscous, like the town was trying to swallow its own reflection before it could recognize what it was looking at, a phenomenon that usually precedes a catastrophic change in the local reality matrix but which we, in our professional arrogance, have...
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