The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

"You’re not going to sign it, are you, Elias?" The words hung in the air of the study, sharp and cold, cutting through the heavy, wet silence that had settled over the house of Blackwood like a shroud. Elias Thorne sat behind the oak desk, his hands resting on the polished surface, fingers twitching with the fine, rhythmic palsy that had stolen the steadiness from his grip on a rifle, a pen,...

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