The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The rain lashed against the grimy windows of the mill office, a relentless, drumming assault that mirrored the pounding in Elias Thorne’s temples. He stood before the foreman, his spine rigid, his voice cutting through the damp, heavy air with a clarity that belied his trembling hands. "Twelve years, Mr. Gable," Elias said, his pale face drained of color but his eyes burning with a fierce,...

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