The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The dream was always the same, a static image of a pale limestone wall stretching into a fog that tasted of copper and old rain, and in the center of that wall, carved in letters that seemed to bleed white light into the dark, was the name Elias Thorne. He woke with the taste of chalk on his tongue and the distinct, physical ache in his chest that comes from holding one’s breath for too long,...

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