The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The fire in the great hall of Dunmore Keep did not crackle. It whispered. It was a low, sustained sound, like the breath of a sleeping beast. The air was thick with smoke and the scent of roasting venison, but the cold seeped through the stones. It was the kind of cold that lived in the bones. It was the cold of the deep earth. Silas stood by the hearth. His armor was dented. His tunic was...

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