The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The carriage wheels bit into the gravel. The dust rose. It choked the air. Lily pressed her face against the cold glass. She watched the trees slide by. They were bare. They were black. They looked like bones. "Stop staring," said her mother. Lily did not stop. They were going to the Palace. The big house on the hill. The place where the King lived. The place where the rules were made. Lily...

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