The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

He dreamed of ice. Not the jagged kind that bites the lip, but a smooth, white pane. It stretched across the horizon, endless and silent. He walked upon it. The surface did not crack. He felt weightless. A lightness so profound it hurt. He woke in the chair. The leather creaked. General Elias Thorne sat in the center of the round table. The room was circular. The walls were lined with glass....

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