The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The night train to the northern mines shudders like a dying animal, and you feel the vibration not in your bones but in the fillings of your teeth, a sharp, metallic static that tastes of rust and copper. You are Elias Thorne, twenty-four years old, and you are running out of time. The clock on the wall of the telegraph office in the city had ticked away your final month of health; the doctors...

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