The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The first thing you notice, as the morning fog thickens against the cold iron bars of the watchtower, is not the silence, but the specific, grinding frequency of your own knees, a dry, mechanical whine that rises from the joint like a signal fire from a distant, burning city, a sound that has become so integrated into the rhythm of your breathing that you have begun to mistake it for the...

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