The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

Morning came to Chalkwater with the fine grey rain that never quite decided to be rain. Elena Voss stood at the dispensary door with the ladle in her hand, and one by one the displaced came up the corridor with their bowls. "There's a good smell to it, Miss Voss," said Mabel Firman, carrying the pot of pale porridge. Mabel said it the way other people said the weather. It meant nothing, and it...

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