The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The quill had been in Elias’s hand for three hours, and the weight of the inkwell on the desk felt less like a container and more like a lead anchor dragging his wrist toward the parchment. He was counting the drops, a habit born of necessity rather than piety; the *Codex Aeternum* required a viscosity that only blood could provide, a mixture of oak gall, iron sulfate, and the red liquid drawn...

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