The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The tower shuddered. Dust fell like grey snow. Thomas looked up. The stone was cracking. Not breaking. Just… breathing. He felt the vibration in his teeth. "Run," said old Elias. His voice was thin. A thread of smoke. Thomas did not move. He was the Archivist. He was the Keeper of the Margin. To run was to admit the text was dead. And the text was not dead. It was merely… shifting. "The...

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