The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

Mara woke with the taste of copper on her tongue. It was a heavy, metallic sweetness, like blood drawn from a vein. She lay still in the narrow bed, listening to the city breathe through the cracked window. The radiator clanked, a rhythmic, iron heartbeat. Outside, the fog of London pressed against the glass, erasing the streetlights, blurring the world into a gray smear. She sat up. Her hands...

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