The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The Pale Exile The fog on the Thames did not so much descend as rise—surfacing from the river itself like the breath of something long dead, exhaled reluctantly into a London that had forgotten how to listen. Arthur Pendelton walked through it every morning the same way he had walked through the last seven years: head down, collar turned up, shoulders curved as though bracing for a blow that...

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