The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ale was warm. It tasted of iron and burnt sugar. We drank until the lanterns on the wall flickered out, leaving only the moonlight. It was a thin, pale light. It cut across the table like a blade. My brother, Silas, looked at me. His eyes were red. He did not blink. I did not blink. We were the last two. The others had gone. They had packed their bags in the dark. They had whispered. They...

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