The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The coat was wool. Heavy. Grey. It sat on the chair by the window, a silent sentinel. I wore it every day. Every hour. It was my skin. It was my shield. The town of Harrow Creek smelled of coal dust and wet stone. The air was thick. It tasted of iron. I moved through it. Slowly. Carefully. My name is Elara. I am the wife of the magistrate. I am also the ghost in his house. Magistrate Thorne was...

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