The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

You count the rivets as you climb the ladder, one by one, until the number reaches forty-two and your lungs burn with the cold air of the pass. The iron gate of the High Court stands before you, a slab of ancient, weeping metal that smells of wet rust and old blood, a scent that has seeped into your wool uniform until it is indistinguishable from your own sweat. You are Elias Thorne,...

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