The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

14 November. The cellar is cold. The air tastes of damp stone and old dust. I am here. I am alone. The door is locked from the outside. I do not know who locked it. I do not care. The work is more important than the key. The work is the only thing that remains. My hands are rough. They are stained with walnut and ash. I have been cutting for hours. The wood splinters under my chisel. It...

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