The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The scales on the counter of my kitchen weighed exactly four ounces of dried root, the same weight I had measured for the last forty-three days, and the needle trembled with a vibration that seemed to come from the floorboards themselves. I am Elias Thorne, a customs inspector of twenty-two years, and I am currently failing in my primary duty, which is to keep my father, Arthur, alive and out...

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