The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

Mara sat in the dark of the cellar. The air tasted of damp earth and old stone. Her left hand rested on her knee. She looked at it. The fingers were pale. The nails were blackened with dirt. She was alone. The silence was heavy. It pressed against her ears. It hummed in her bones. She had been here for three days. The door above was locked. The key was in the pocket of the man who held her. The...

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