The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The spoon slipped from my fingers, not because I let it go, but because the silver had turned black under my thumb, a cold, greasy film that smelled of wet earth and old blood. I did not wipe it on my trousers; I held it up to the gaslight, watching the tarnish spread like a bruise across the polished surface, a mirror that refused to reflect my face. Lord Vane stood by the window, his back to...

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