The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The soup was cold. It sat in a black bowl on the stone floor. Steam had long since vanished. The broth was clear. It smelled of iron and old bone. Miles stared at it. He was a man of few words. He wore a grey coat. The fabric was thin. It offered no warmth. The air in the hall was sharp. It cut his lungs. He was an investigator. Or that is what they called him. The Order called him that. The...

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