The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

Chapter One In the highlands of the north, the wind does not merely blow; it erodes. Harald Lund stood on the platform of the Kyst Line, his breath a thin white thread against the grey sky, watching the snow settle on the rails. He was thirty years old, a senior inspector for the Northern Rail Authority, and he carried a ledger in his coat that weighed more than paper should. The ink in that...

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