The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The 14th of November. The wine was good, a heavy red that stained the tablecloth, and the laughter of the officers rang off the stone walls of the mess hall. I was promoted to Captain, a distinction that felt less like a triumph and more like a weight settling onto my shoulders. Julian sat at the edge of the table, his face pale, his eyes fixed on the floor. Behind him, in the shadow of the...

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