The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain had not stopped for three days, and it drummed against the high, narrow windows of the cell with a rhythmic, insistent patience that felt less like weather and more like the slow grinding of millstones over my bones. I sat on the cold stone floor, my back against the damp wall, and I watched the shadows stretch and contract in the flickering light of the single tallow candle that the...

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