The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The mist in Aethelgard did not rise; it hung, a thick, gray wool that smothered the spires and silenced the bells. Silas, the Royal Warden, stood alone on the Pale Path, a ribbon of white stone that cut through the center of the court like a scar. It had not shifted in three centuries, a static line that seemed to drink the light around it. His son, Elian, lay in the chamber beyond the heavy...

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