The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The ink was bleeding out of the page before I could even read the first word. I stood in the center of the Blackwood Manor library, the air thick with the scent of rotting oak and a low, subsonic hum that vibrated in my molars, watching as the final entry in Julian Vane’s journal dissolved into a brown smear. It was the fourth time this month. The auctioneer’s notice on the mantelpiece, dated...

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