The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The banquet hall smelled of roasted boar and expensive rot. I stood by the window, watching the rain smear the city lights into long, wet bruises on the glass. The air was thick, heavy with the weight of silk and perfume and the quiet, desperate hunger of men who had climbed too high. I was the Captain. Not a soldier in the field, but a soldier of the law, of order, of the invisible lines that...

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