The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hold the axe, the wood splintering under the blows in a way that felt personal, like the tree was refusing to die. The smell of wet rot hung thick in the air, mixing with the metallic tang of my own blood where I’d bitten my lip, and I knew then that the fever had broken, leaving behind a clarity that was worse than the delirium. I am Elias Thorne,...

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