The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The letter lay on the oak desk, its seal broken, the ink still wet and dark. Elias read the Abbot’s words for the third time, his fingers tracing the jagged edges of the parchment. Tenure was denied. The winter solstice deadline remained, but the reward was stripped away. He folded the paper into a tight square and placed it in his sleeve, the weight of it pressing against his thigh like a...

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