The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

You wake with the taste of copper and dry dust on your tongue, the dream still clinging to your eyelids like wet gauze. In the dream, the road stretched out into a pale, endless void, a path that did not lead anywhere, only away from everything you had ever known. You are standing at the edge of a field of white corn, the stalks bleached by a sun that feels less like heat and more like a...

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