The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The frost had taken the world. It held the castle walls, the iron gates, and the breath of the men who marched beneath the grey sky. I walked with them. My boots crunched on the ice. The sound was sharp. It cut the silence. I am Elias Thorne. I was a captain. Now I am a shadow. The journey was long. We moved north. The air bit my face. It felt like a blade. My wife, Elara, was gone. She had...

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