The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The seal cracked. It was a small thing, a hairline fracture in the wax, but I saw it before anyone else did. I stood in the antechamber of the Governor’s residence, my uniform pressed and cold, my hands hidden in my pockets. The air smelled of wet wool and old dust. Outside, the rain lashed against the tall windows, blurring the city into a smear of gray. I was waiting for the summons. Or...

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