The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The ivy had consumed the eastern wall of the chapel not in a slow creep but in a sudden, violent eruption of green, as if the plant itself were a living thing hungry for the light that no longer touched the stone, and I sat within the confines of this stone box, a scholar of the old tongues and a prisoner of my own failing body, listening to the silence that was not empty but full of the...

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