The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The rain on the cobblestones of the old city does not wash the grime away, it only slickens it, making the black stones shine like wet obsidian under the gaslight, and you stand there, Thomas, with your sword unsheathed and your hand trembling not from the cold but from the sheer, crushing weight of the silence that has settled over the square, because you are a man who has spent his life in...

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