The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter was dated November the fourth. The ink had bled into the cotton. It smelled of coal dust and wet wool. Elias read it three times. Then he folded it. He put it in his breast pocket. He looked at the map. The lines were red. The lines were dead. "Is it bad?" asked Silas. Silas was young. His face was clean. He had not seen a winter yet that did not end. "It is cold," Elias said. They...

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