The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The mist in Oakhaven did not roll in so much as it seeped, a pale, insistent dampness that settled into the joints of the old stone houses and the bones of the men who lived within them. Elias Thorne sat at his desk, the wood worn smooth by decades of his father’s elbows, staring at the manuscript that was to be his life’s work, a definitive history of the village’s founding that he intended to...

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