The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The coat was too large. It swallowed Nora. She wore it like a shroud. Heavy wool. Grey. It smelled of damp earth and old smoke. She had bought it from a man who did not ask questions. He had only looked at her hands. They were raw. Bleeding. He had given it to her. No price. Nora walked. The road was wet. The sky was low. It pressed down on the hills. She was alone. Or so she thought. The wind...

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