The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The owl did not move. It sat on the branch. Its eyes were black holes. The forest was silent. The air was cold. Professor Arthur Penhaligon stood still. He was a small man. His coat was old. The wool was thin. The wind cut through it. He shivered. He did not stop walking. The path was narrow. The stones were wet. Moss covered them. Green and gray. It looked like a tongue. It looked like a...

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