The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

We sat in the damp shadow of the vaulted ceiling, the air thick with the scent of wet stone and old dust, and I watched the candle flame tremble in a draft that had no business existing in a place so dead, so utterly severed from the living world above, and I thought about how we had come to this, how the road that had promised only a modest fortune in carved ivory and polished obsidian had...

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