The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The city of New York did not sleep, but it did dream, and the dreams were made of ash and iron. You walked through them, a ghost in the machinery of the modern world, your boots striking the pavement with a rhythm that seemed to echo from a century past. The air was thick, a heavy blanket of soot and damp wool, clinging to your uniform, staining the white of your shirt cuffs with the grime of a...

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