The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter lies on the desk. It is damp. You have been waiting for it. You are a clerk. Your name is Thomas. You are fifty years old. Your hands shake. Not from age. From fear. The paper is thin. It looks like a leaf. A dead leaf. It has fallen from the great tree of the Ministry. You do not open it yet. You look out the window. The sky is grey. It presses down on the city. The factories cough...

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