The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

You stand at the edge of the white field, the mud of the old world still caking into the cracks of your boots, and you look up at the man who holds the key to your soul. His name is Silas, though you suspect it is not his true name, for names in this place have no weight, only sound, drifting like smoke from a distant fire. He is tall, dressed in the roughspun wool of a peasant, but his hands...

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