The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain in the city did not fall; it hung in the air, a fine, gray mist that settled into the pores of your skin and refused to wash away. You walked with your hands clasped behind your back, the posture rigid, the jaw set, your boots striking the wet pavement with a rhythmic, hollow thud that echoed off the glass facades of the skyscrapers. You were a man of the law, a guardian of the order...

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