The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The first thing I noticed was the smell, a cloying sweetness of crushed rose petals and stale blood that seemed to seep up through the soles of my boots as we trudged across the frozen moor. The wind howled a low, continuous note against the eaves of the stone shelter, a sound that felt less like air moving and more like a living thing trying to squeeze its way through the cracks in the ancient...

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