The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The train is already moving when you realize you have left the door open. It is a small detail, a sliver of cold air cutting across the warm wool of your coat, yet it feels like a wound. You stand in the corridor, gripping the brass rail, watching the platform recede into the gray blur of early morning. Margaret is still there. She stands by the edge of the platform, her hands clasped tightly...

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