The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The iron bit into the skin of his neck before the snow did. “Hold the line, Thorne,” General Vane said, his breath a small, white ghost in the freezing air. He did not look at Elias, but at the prisoner behind him. Julian walked with the heavy, lurching gait of a man whose legs had forgotten how to bear weight, his shoulders hunched under the weight of the guard’s hands. Elias felt the pull of...

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