The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The file was light, lighter than it had any right to be. I held it in my left hand, the paper soft from being handled too many times, the edges frayed into a gray fuzz. Inside were the medical records of Arthur Vane, my father, and the application for his civil service pension, a document I had drafted four times to ensure every signature was in the correct place. I sat in the back row of the...

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