The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The river running through the valley of Oakhaven was not merely a body of water but a physical boundary, a scar in the earth that divided the respectable mill district from the sprawling, soot-stained slums where the workers lived in cramped, timber-framed houses that leaned against one another like tired men sharing a burden. Elias Thorne stood on the iron railing of the bridge, his fingers...

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