The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The mirror was cracked again. Elara stared at the fissure in the glass, a thin white line that ran from the frame’s corner down to the center of her reflection. It looked like a vein. It looked like a scar. Outside, the wind howled against the shutters of the old house, a sound that had become a constant companion since her father’s death three winters ago. She was thirty-two, and the house...

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