The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ink on the page has dried for three days now, but my hands still smell of iron and old parchment, a scent that clings to the skin like a second layer of flesh that refuses to peel away, and I am writing this to you, Master Aldous, because you are the only one who remembers what I was before I began to see the seams in the world, before the silence in the library started to speak in voices...

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