The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The letter from the Directorate arrived on a Tuesday, its seal cracked and dry, announcing your probation would be reviewed at month’s end. You stood in the dusty silence of the archive’s main hall, the weight of the parchment in your hand feeling heavier than the stone columns that held up the roof. You were Elias Thorne, thirty-two, a junior archivist whose tenure hung by a thread of...

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