The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter was still in my hand when I saw you. It sat there, on the desk, a white rectangle against the dark wood. You looked at it. You looked at me. Your eyes were dry. I expected tears. I expected anger. I found only a stillness that terrified me. You smiled. It was a small thing. A twitch of the mouth. I did not know what it meant. I knew then that the protocol was broken. I knew then that...

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