The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The wine was red as arterial blood, and the laughter in the refectory was loud, a physical weight that pressed against my eardrums, but I did not look up from the manuscript on the table before me. I was Elias, thirty-two years old, a Senior Inquisitor at the Abbey of St. Jude, and my hands were steady as I copied the Latin incantations, though my heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my...

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