The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The first thing you notice is the cold, not the pain, but a damp, creeping chill that settles in the marrow of your bones as you step into the square. It is the winter of 1348, and the air in the city of Ashworth tastes of ash and iron. You are Elias, an inquisitor of forty years, and your hands are shaking again, the palsy flaring up in the cold as it does whenever you are near a child who is...

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