The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The dream is always the same, a pale, withered oak branch suspended in a glass jar, its bark peeling away in dry, translucent strips that catch the light of a sun that does not exist in your basement office. You wake at 4:00 AM, the sheets tangled around your legs, your heart hammering against your ribs with the frantic rhythm of a trapped bird, and the first thing you see is the digital clock...

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