The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The rain had not stopped in Harrowgate for three days, a relentless, grey weeping that turned the cobblestones into slick mirrors reflecting the sickly amber of the streetlamps, and Elias Thorne stood at the threshold of his home, his heavy wool coat damp and clinging to his frame like a second, heavier skin, watching the fog curl around the base of the iron fence as if the town itself were...

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