The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The dream was always the same: a corridor of white marble, endless and humming with a low, subterranean vibration, where the doors were not locked but merely closed, and beyond them lay a silence so profound it felt like a weight pressing against the eardrums. Elias Wren woke from this reverie with the taste of iron and old stone in his mouth, the air of the infirmary thick with the scent of...

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