The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The air in the Foundry tasted of copper. Elias wiped his eyes. He was ten. His hands shook. The steam hissed. It sounded like a snake. It sounded like breath. He looked at the machine. It was huge. It was black. It was cold. Master Halloway stood by the console. He did not look at Elias. He looked at the gauge. The needle trembled. It moved left. It moved right. It stopped. "You are slow,"...

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