The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

Kadru Brandt wiped the mineral dust from his eyes, the grit settling into the creases of his skin as he hauled the final crate of surveying tools toward the edge of the reclamation yard. The air was still, heavy with the scent of wet peat and the distant, rhythmic clang of the single bell that marked the shift’s end. He was thirty-two, a clerk of the dragon’s trade, and his hands ached with the...

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