The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ink on the final page of my journal was still wet when the rain began to streak the glass of the attic window, blurring the gray skyline of the city into a smear of charcoal and slate. I had been writing for hours, or perhaps days, time had lost its rigid structure in the quiet isolation of this room, leaving me with only the rhythmic scratch of the pen against the paper and the distant,...

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