The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The fog that rolled in from the moor each morning did not merely obscure the village of Oakhaven; it erased it, dissolving the stone cottages and the ancient oaks into a singular, breathing grayness that felt less like weather and more like a living membrane, a skin drawn tight over the bones of the world to keep the secrets inside, and Thomas Bradshaw, standing at the window of his cottage...

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