The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

Act I In the town, the light did not warm; it merely exposed. Khadija Saleh stood in the courtyard of the ancestral estate, the silver brooch clutched in her left hand, its metal cold enough to bite through the skin of her palm. She was twelve years old, and the weight of the object was a physical gravity, pulling her shoulders down toward the cracked tiles. Her brother, Tariq, sat in the...

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