The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The sword is in the rack. It is your father’s sword. The steel is dark, pitted by time and neglect, but the edge is still sharp. You know this because you ran your thumb along it last night. You felt the cold bite. You felt the promise. It hangs in the hall of the Keep. The stone walls weep with condensation. The air smells of wet wool and old blood. You are the only one awake. The guards sleep...

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