The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The fever broke not with a sweat but with a silence, a heavy, suffocating quiet that settled over the town of Oakhaven like a wet wool blanket. I remember the way the air tasted, metallic and stale, as if the lungs of the world had been compressed by the weight of the coming storm. For three days, I had lain in the narrow bed of the parsonage, watching the dust motes dance in the shafts of grey...

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