The Pale Tale
The first thing you notice is the silence, not the absence of sound but the presence of a vacuum, a heavy, pressurized quiet that settles into the marrow of your bones as you stand before the High Chancery, the seat of the Court’s absolute and unyielding power, where the air is so still it feels less like atmosphere and more like a suspended judgment waiting to be poured over your head in a...
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