The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The dream was always the same, a precise architectural failure that occurred in the space between sleep and waking. I stood before the boundary wall of the Imperial Mint, that great iron-and-stone perimeter that defined the limit of our world, and watched it dissolve. It did not crumble; it simply ceased to be, turning into a fine, gray ash that drifted into the fog without weight or sound. I...

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