The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The tremor in your right hand is not a failure of skill, but a betrayal of the flesh, a small, rhythmic stutter that has hijacked the precise muscles you have cultivated over forty years of bending molten silica into shape. You are Elias Thorne, a glassblower in the industrial soot of Blackwood, and the vessel on the marver is the only thing standing between your workshop and the debt...

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