The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The wind did not howl, it merely held its breath, a long, suspended exhalation that seemed to press against the stone walls of the house until the mortar cracked. You stood in the center of the hall, where the dust motes danced in the sliver of moonlight that pierced the high, barred window, and you felt the weight of the years settling into your bones like water seeping into dry earth. You...

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