The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

Your hand trembles as you grip the hilt of the small, rusted knife, the metal cold against your palm, slick with the sweat of your fear. The Guild Master stands before you, his face a mask of bored indifference, while the Pale Path—that thick, pale vine that has strangled the market square and now coils through the corridors of the Guild hall—pulses softly against the stone floor, a rhythmic...

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