The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The hunger was a white noise. It hummed in my teeth. It ticked in my marrow. I sat in the stone cell. The walls were cold. They wept water. I was a scholar. Once. Now I was a prisoner. My name is Elias Thorne. I had studied the old texts. The ones about the plague. The ones about the cure. I knew the truth. I did not know how to say it. The village of Oakhaven was dead. Or so it seemed. The air...

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