The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain that fell on the city of Aethelgard did not wet the cobblestones but rather dissolved them into a soft, grey mist that smelled faintly of ozone and old copper, a scent that Colonel Elias Thorne had come to associate with the specific, heavy silence that preceded the end of a world. He stood at the edge of the precipice, looking down into the chasm where the capital’s spires used to...

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