The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The iron bit into my wrists, a cold burn that spread up my forearms like a slow poison, and I did not look down at the blood soaking through the white wool of my Warden’s tunic because I had seen enough of it to know the color by the weight of it alone. Kael sat before me in the center of the Pale Path, his head bowed, the mist swirling around his ankles like the legs of a table that had been...

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