The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The rain hammered the glass roof of the conservatory. It was a violent, rhythmic beating. Elias Thorne held his breath. The orchids were dying. Their leaves turned brown at the edges. They curled inward. They surrendered to the damp. Elias was a botanist by trade. Or a merchant. Or a ghost. Titles did not matter here. The Conservatory of St. Jude’s was a sealed box. Glass and iron. A lung for...

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