The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

14th October, 1892 Oakhaven My Dearest Mara, The wind here tastes of iron and rot. I write this by the light of a tallow candle that sputters like a dying man, my hand trembling not from the cold, but from the weight of what I must tell you. I am fifty-four years old, and my heart beats with the irregular, arrhythmic thud of a clock winding down. I know the signs. I have felt them for years,...

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