The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The cart creaked. It was a sound of wood groaning under weight, a complaint that had no end. Elias Vance stood at the edge of the forest. He held the reins. His hands were calloused. The leather bit into his skin. He did not let go. Behind him, the village of Oakhaven shrank. The roofs were gray. The smoke was thin. He looked back once. Then he turned. The road ahead was white. It was a path of...

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