The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter lay upon the scarred oak of the desk, its edges curled like the dry leaves of a dying autumn, bearing the weight of a silence that had grown so thick in the house of Elias Thorne that it threatened to crush the very breath from the lungs of the man who sat before it, a man whose uniform hung in a closet that smelled of mothballs and old, unhealed grief, a uniform that had once been...

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