The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The execution is to be carried out at dawn, Captain Thorne said, his voice flat and dry as the dust in the keep. He stood in the center of the guard hall, the iron-banded oak branch gripped so tightly in his right hand that his knuckles had turned the color of old parchment. Around him, the air smelled of damp stone, unwashed wool, and the metallic tang of fresh blood. Julian sat on the cold...

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