The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The bell of St. Jude’s did not ring at noon, as it had for three centuries, but shattered into a thousand shards of molten glass that rained down upon the cobblestones of the market square, a sudden and violent silence that swallowed the sound of the carts and the cries of the merchants. Aldous Vane stood frozen, his hands still resting on the handle of his leather-bound ledger, the weight of...

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