The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The dust in the basement did not settle; it hovered, a fine, gray suspension that tasted of copper and old paper. I wiped it from the shelf with a rag that never seemed to dry, the fabric stiff and heavy against my knuckles. "You’re doing it again, Elias," a voice whispered, not from the air, but from the grit under my fingernails. It was Mara’s voice, or the shape of it, stripped of warmth and...

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