The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain fell in sheets. It hammered against the slate roof of the station. It was cold. The cold was a physical thing. It bit. It chewed. Elias stood by the window. He held a glass. The glass was thin. It was clear. It was cracked. A hairline fracture ran from rim to base. He traced it with his thumb. He did not drop it. He could not drop it. "Did you see it?" The voice came from the corner....

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