The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The mud sucked at my boots with a wet, tearing sound that seemed to echo in the hollow of my chest as I walked the pale track toward the abbey, the forged letter of absolution clutched so tightly in my hand that the paper had begun to tear under the pressure of my desperate need to save my brother from the gallows. The first snow began to fall, not gently but in sharp, stinging flakes that...

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