The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The wind through the iron railings of the cemetery did not howl so much as it whispered, a low, sibilant hiss that seemed to come from the earth itself, carrying the scent of wet stone and the faint, metallic tang of old blood that had long since dried into the soil. You stood there, your coat buttoned to the throat against the chill of the late autumn evening, your eyes fixed not on the...

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