The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The elm tree stood in the center of the town square, its bark peeling in long, gray strips like dead skin. It was a large tree, older than the stone church, older than the brick row houses, older than the men who now lived beneath its sparse canopy. It had seen the war. It had seen the peace. It had seen the rain and the drought and the slow, grinding erosion of memory. Elias Thorne walked...

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