The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The glass shattered. Not with a sound, but with a weight. A heavy, wet weight that hit the floor of the cell and split into jagged shards. It was the only thing in the room that had ever been whole. Now it was dust and edges. Thomas Bradshaw looked at the pieces. He did not flinch. His hands were bound. The leather was tight. It bit into the wrists. The skin was red. The leather was old. The...

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