The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The carriage jolts. You feel the iron wheels strike the cobblestones. A rhythm. A heartbeat of the city. Outside, the fog presses against the glass. It is thick. It is grey. It tastes of coal smoke and wet wool. You sit in the corner. Your knees are tucked up. You hold the box. It is small. Wooden. Scratched. You are tired. The driver coughs. He does not speak. You do not ask. You are old. Your...

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