The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a grey, suspended judgment over the cobblestones of the old district, a place where the shadows of the ancient watchtowers still stretched long across the modern facades of the textile mills. Elias Thorne walked with a heavy gait, his boots striking the wet stone with a rhythmic, dull thud that seemed to echo inside his own skull, a hollow...

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