The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The dream begins not with a voice, but with the smell of wet iron, thick and metallic, filling the air of the library where you have slept for three nights on the floor to keep the cold from settling into your bones. In the dream, the walls of Thorne Manor are breathing, the plaster expanding and contracting with a slow, rhythmic heave that mirrors your own labored chest, and you wake with the...

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