The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The mist in the valley of Osgood did not lift so much as it breathed. It was a living thing, thick and gray, smelling of wet wool and old iron. Thomas Ashworth walked through it with the steady, grinding patience of a man who has forgotten how to stop. He was a tracker for the Crown, though in these borderlands the Crown was a distant, cold star, and the law was whatever the local warlord...

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