The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The frost had not yet taken the river, but the air above it was already a solid thing, a grey glass that held the breath of the city in a suspended, shivering silence. You stood on the embankment, your fingers wrapped around the handle of the wooden box, the varnish cracked and peeling like old skin, revealing the pale, raw grain beneath. It was a small relic, this box, no larger than a human...

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