The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter is written on paper that smells of damp wool and old rain, the ink bleeding slightly at the edges like a bruise that refuses to heal. I am writing this to you, Margaret, though you have been dead for three days, and I am writing it to myself, though I do not yet know which of us is the liar. We are in the village of Oakhaven, or rather, in the memory of it, which is a place that...

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