The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The frost had finally taken the orchard. I stood at the window of my study, watching the white creep across the branches. The pear trees, once the pride of our estate, now looked like broken bones. I am a man who studies history, not agriculture, but I had loved those trees. They had stood since my grandfather’s time. Now they were dead. The rot had started in the roots, invisible to the eye,...

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