The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray weeping that turned the streets of Blackwood into brown rivers of mud and oil. You stood in the center of the warehouse, your back against the cold iron door, your hand resting on the pommel of your sword. It was a strange thing to carry in the twenty-first century, a relic of a time when men settled disputes with steel rather than...

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