The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain had not stopped for three days when I packed my bag, the sound of it drumming against the tin roof like a persistent, arrhythmic heartbeat. I was leaving the valley, leaving the post, leaving the only place I had known as home since the war had taken my brother and left me with a hollow space in my chest that no amount of whiskey could fill. My sister, Elara, sat by the window, her...

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