The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The frost bit the glass. Mara wiped it away. Her breath fogged the pane. She watched the town. Sleeping. Dead. The snow fell. Soft. White. It covered everything. The roads. The fields. The graves. Mara stood in the kitchen. Alone. The clock ticked. Slow. Steady. A mechanical heartbeat. She held a cup. Cold coffee. The taste was bitter. Acrid. Like rust. Like blood. She did not drink. She looked...

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