The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The iron shrank. I watched it. Heat rose. The forge glowed. Red light. No sound. Only heat. I stood there. My hands shook. Not from fear. From cold. The winter had come early. It sat on our shoulders. Heavy. Gray. I am Silas Vane. I was the enforcer. For the Guild. They called me the Hammer. I liked that. It was simple. It was honest. I broke things. I broke men. For the Order. We kept the...

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