The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The scale hummed. It was a low, metallic thrum, like a bee trapped in glass. “Three ounces,” said Elias. His voice was dry. “We lose three ounces.” Margaret did not blink. She stood before the brass instrument. The needle trembled. “It is not weight, Elias. It is balance.” “Balance is a lie we tell ourselves.” He leaned against the counter. The wood was cold. “We are in deficit. The Guild...

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