The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ink on the parchment was still wet when I realized the trap had not sprung for my hand, but for my soul. I sit now in the damp silence of the cellar beneath the Abbey of St. Jude, the smell of mildew and old stone thick in my throat, writing this not as a record of events, but as a confession to a God who has long since stopped listening. My name is Elias, though the scribes of the Order...

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