The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The feast hall in Oakhaven smelled of roasted goose and wet wool, a thick, cloying scent that seemed to settle into the pores of the stone walls. You sat at the far end of the long table, your back against the cold hearth, watching the candlelight dance in the eyes of the townsfolk. They laughed at jokes you did not understand, their voices rising in a chorus of comfort that felt, to you, like...

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