The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ink was still wet on the ledger when the first letter arrived, smelling faintly of iron and old rain. Silas Vane did not look up from the abacus he was counting. His fingers, stained with the black soot of the textile mills that lined the river below, moved with the mechanical precision of a metronome. He was a man of few words, a creature of routine, and a stranger in his own skin. He had...

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