The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, cold mist that clung to the wool of their cloaks and turned the dirt road into a slick, treacherous ribbon of mud. Thomas Bradshaw walked with a limp, his left leg stiff and unyielding, a souvenir from a battlefield he preferred not to name. Beside him, Elias Ashworth moved with the fluid, easy grace of a man who had never known true...

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