The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

"Did you check the clock again?" Margaret did not look up from the mahogany desk. Her hands, trembling slightly with a palsy that had begun last winter, hovered over the surface as if touching a pool of ice water. "It is three minutes to four, Thomas. You know that. The mechanism is precise. It has been precise for sixty years. It will not falter for us." Thomas Bradshaw adjusted his glasses,...

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