The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed a relentless, gray rhythm against the slate roof of the hall, a sound that had long since ceased to be weather and had become the very heartbeat of the house. I sat in my quarters, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and old parchment. Outside, the mist clung to the stone walls like a shroud, obscuring the boundary between the courtyard...

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