The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter arrived on a Tuesday, smelling faintly of bleach and old paper. Mara held it in her gloved hands. She did not open it. She simply stared at the return address. It was her father’s handwriting. Or what was left of it. The ink bled slightly, as if the pen had pressed too hard into the skin of the world. She worked in the basement of the municipal archive. It was a sterile place. Cold....

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