The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain had been falling for three days, a cold, persistent sheet that turned the cobblestones of the Lower Ward into slick, black mirrors reflecting the grey, indifferent sky. I stood at the edge of the precipice, the wind tearing at the hem of my woolen tunic, and watched the city of Aethelgard shrink below me into a blur of stone and shadow. In my hand, I held the Vessel. It was not a cup,...

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