The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The road to the city was a ribbon of mud and iron, unspooling through the grey fog. Thomas Bradshaw walked it alone. His boots were heavy. The leather was cracked. He wore the red coat of the City Watch. It was a uniform of authority. It was also a shroud. The air tasted of wet stone and old blood. This was the era of the Pale Court. The laws were written in ink that never dried. The judges sat...

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