The Pale Protocol
The letter lay on the desk. It was small. The paper was thick. It smelled of dust. Captain Elias Thorne picked it up. His hand shook. Not from fear. From hunger. He read it twice. The words were simple. They were cruel. They were true. "Your service is noted. Your loyalty is questioned. Report to the Hall of Echoes at dawn. Do not bring your weapon. Do not bring your name. Bring your silence."...
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