The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The house did not fall in a single crash, but in a slow, suffocating exhalation that woke me with a taste of wet plaster and iron in my mouth. I lay on the floor of the nursery, the silence after the collapse heavy as a burial shroud, and listened to the groan of the beams above. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage of bone. It was not the roof that had given way,...

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