The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

Act I Eugene Fanon remembered the weight of the key not as a burden, but as a cold, iron anchor in his palm, a fact that had settled into the muscle of his hand long before the first arrow struck the timber of the gatehouse. He stood in the courtyard of the Vael keep, a structure of ancient stone that had weathered centuries of storms, yet now trembled under the rhythmic thud of the siege...

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