The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

Thorne. The word hung in the air of the workshop, sharp and cold, before Elias even turned from the bench. It was not a question, nor a greeting, but a summons that carried the weight of the Guild’s ledger. Elias Thorne, master engraver, stood with his back to the door, his hands buried in the fine silver dust of his work. He was forty years old, though the hollows beneath his eyes suggested a...

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