The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

Act I Leif Lund stood in the center of the hall, his badge heavy and cold against his chest, watching the light slant through the high windows to catch the dust in the air. The harvest feast was in full swing, the air heavy with roasted pork and stale beer, but Leif’s mind was fixed on the cellar below, where his brother Einar lay dying of the grey rot. The village believed Einar was cursed, a...

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