The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

Did he ever think that the silence of the Fens would be loud enough to drown out the debt? Clifford Waggoner sat in the stone tower, the air heavy with rotting rice and wet stone, his eyesight failing him in the way that the three days of sirocco had promised would kill them all, a heat that settled in the bones and turned the water in the quarry lakes into a stagnant, feverish mirror. He was...

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