The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The bowl broke not with a shatter, but with a sigh, a long, wet exhalation of ceramic that seemed to pull the air out of the room. Elias stared at the shards scattered across the stone floor of the kitchen, the white fragments reflecting the dim light of the single tallow candle as if they were teeth broken in a jaw. He did not flinch. He had stopped flinching years ago, when the house began to...

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