The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The tower stood against the sky, a pillar of grey stone that had watched the centuries turn like pages in a windless book. It was a place of silence. It was a place of judgment. I stood at its base, my boots caked in the red mud of the valley, and looked up. The structure did not waver. It did not bend. It endured. I was Thomas Bradshaw. I was a clerk of the old order, a man of ledgers and...

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