The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The frost did not merely cover the ground in the Holloway estate; it invaded it. It crept into the mortar of the stone walls, into the grain of the oak floorboards, and finally, with a slow, patient inevitability, into the blood of the living. Margaret Holloway stood before the mirror in her dressing room, watching the white creep up the glass, a physical manifestation of the silence that had...

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