The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The train rattled over the iron bridges, the rhythm of the wheels a dull, persistent thrumming that vibrated in Clara Vane’s teeth. She clutched her small leather bag, the leather worn soft from years of handling, and watched the gray fields of Ohio blur into a monotone smear of mud and bare trees. The year was 1912, and the air outside the window tasted of coal smoke and impending snow. Clara...

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