The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ink had barely dried on the final entry of my ledger when the first of the bells began to toll, a deep, resonant thrum that seemed to rise not from the church steeple outside but from the very foundations of the estate, vibrating through the floorboards and into the marrow of my bones. I stood in the center of the great hall, surrounded by the remnants of the feast that had lasted three...

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