The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

You wake with the taste of wet iron in your mouth, the metallic tang of a storm that has not yet broken but hangs heavy in the air, pressing against the shutters of the mill office like a living thing. It is the year of the great expansion, the year the mills swallowed the river and the river gave up its voice, and you lie there in the half-light, listening to the hiss of the steam engines...

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