The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The bell of the Guild Hall cracked. It was a sound like bone breaking. You heard it before you saw the smoke. The smoke was black. It curled from the roof of the Hall. It smelled of wet ash and old blood. You stood on the bridge. Your hands were wet. The river was gray. The city of Oakhaven burned around you. This was your city. Or so you thought. You were not from here. You were Thomas. Thomas...

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