The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The stone was cold, not with the chill of winter, but with the weight of centuries, a cold that seeped into the marrow of my bones and settled there like a permanent resident. I stood alone in the courtyard of the Citadel of Aethelgard, a place that had no business existing in the modern world, yet here it was, looming with a silence so profound it felt audible. My armor, forged in the old...

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