The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The blade sings. It is a high, thin note. It cuts the air before it cuts the skin. You hold the knife tight. Your hands shake. The meat on the board is red. It is raw. It is alive. You are in the kitchen. The kitchen is old. The stone floor is cold. It bites through your shoes. You look at the window. The fog is thick outside. It presses against the glass. It looks like a wall. You are a...

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