The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The bell rang. It was a low, bronze sound. It shook the dust in the rafters. It shook the teeth in Wynn’s head. He stood by the door. He held his brother’s hand. Thomas was small. Thomas was thin. Thomas looked at the floor. "Go," Wynn said. Thomas did not move. "Go," Wynn said again. The door was heavy. Oak. Old. The hinges groaned. They were the only voices in the house. The house was a box...

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