The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The ink is wet, Elias, and it is watching you. You stand before the drafting table in the high tower, the air thick with the smell of damp stone and the sharp, metallic tang of the Whispering Ink, a substance that has no business existing in the world of the Court of the Pale King but which the Crown insists upon for its absolute, terrifying honesty. Your hands, fifty-two years old and...

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