The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The fog in the industrial valley did not so much cover the world as it consumed it, a thick, sulfurous gray that tasted of iron and coal dust on the tongue, and I walked through it with the letter clutched in my left hand, my right hand trembling not from the cold but from the faint, pulsating luminescence that had begun to gather around my knuckles three days after Margaret’s execution. I was...

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