The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The iron gate of the Citadel of St. Jude groaned in the wind, a sound like a man clearing his throat before delivering a verdict that no one wished to hear. Captain Elias Thorne stood before the heavy oak doors of the Archive, his hands clasped behind his back, his knuckles white against the dark wool of his tunic. He was a man carved from the same stone as the city’s spires, rigid and...

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