The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The mud of the courtyard was not merely wet but alive, a churning, sucking thing that pulled at the hem of Thomas’s tunic and threatened to swallow the iron-shod heel of his boot with every step he took, and he moved through it with the desperate, jerking rhythm of a man who had forgotten that his legs belonged to him, his eyes fixed not on the enemy before him but on the grey, featureless sky...

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