The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The ink bled into the grain of the oak. It was a dark, wet stain that refused to dry. Elias Thorne sat at his desk, the wood cold against his palms. He had been writing for three days. The words were precise. They were legal. They were true. They were also a cage. The air in the office was still. The clock on the wall ticked with a mechanical indifference that felt like a judgment. Elias wiped...

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