The Pale Path
The departure was not an event, but a cessation. It was the moment the signal dropped, the moment the frequency cleared, and the world on the other side of the glass became merely data. Elias stood at the terminal, his reflection a ghostly overlay on the darkened screen, watching the coordinates dissolve. He had spent three years mapping the boundaries of the Pale Path, a theoretical corridor...
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