The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of Oakhaven into a slick, weeping mirror that reflected nothing but the gray sky and the hollow eyes of the men standing watch. Silas Thorne stood at the threshold of the magistrate’s manor, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword not as a weapon, but as an anchor. He was a man of few words and many scars, a soldier who had...

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