The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The review is denied. Elias Thorne stood before the desk of Colonel Halloway, his hands resting flat on the polished wood, feeling the grain under his calluses. The desk was expensive, imported from the south, a stark contrast to the peeling paint of the barracks where he slept. "Captain, you are asking me to overrule the Purity Statutes," Halloway said. His voice was dry, like the sound of...

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