The Pale Protocol
October 12, 1912 The letter from the magistrate’s office arrived this morning, slipped under the door while I slept. It was thin, flimsy paper, the kind that tears if you breathe on it too hard. Silas Vane had denied my application for the permanent lease on the old mill. He cited "structural instability" in the east wing. I know the east wing is sound. I have walked its beams with a lantern in...
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