The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain fell on the valley of Ashwood. It fell hard. It fell cold. It did not care for the man who walked the road. His name was Silas Vane. He walked with a heavy step. His boots were worn. The leather cracked under the mud. He carried a pack. It was light. It held little. He had left his home. He had left his past. The past was a stone in his throat. He swallowed it daily. He was a stranger...

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