The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter arrived with the frost. It was thick. Wax. Red. My father’s seal. I broke it. The ink was dry. Read the words. They were commands. Not words. Orders. *Come to the gate.* *The night is long.* *Bring the iron.* *Leave the soul.* I looked at the sky. Stars. Cold. Silent. I was a man. A soldier. Of the King. Of the Law. My hands shook. Not from fear. From cold. The wind cut. It cut...

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