The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The badge sits in your palm, heavy as a stone from the riverbed, the metal cold enough to burn your skin. You turn it over, watching the light catch the grooves of the seal, and then you look up at the window of Major Halloway’s office, where the blinds are drawn tight against the November wind. This is the fourth time this week you have tried to enter that room, and the fourth time you have...

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