The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The bell tolled not from a tower, but from the hollow of the earth. It was a sound that tasted of iron and old rain. I sat in the mud of the valley floor, the rain soaking through my scholar’s robe, turning the wool heavy and cold against my skin. Around me, the mist clung to the low hills like a shroud. I was not alone. The villagers stood in a ragged line, their faces hidden by hoods, their...

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