The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The dust in the throne room of Vane Palace did not settle; it hung in the stagnant air like a suspended judgment, coating the shattered remnants of the Mirror of Truth in a fine, gray veil. Elias, fifty-two years old and bent by three years of hunched labor over the restoration table, held the central shard in his trembling hands, the glass cold and sharp against his skin. He was a master...

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