The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ink is still wet on the ledger page when you hear the boots on the stone. You do not look up. You know the gait. It is the heavy, deliberate tread of Abbot Malachi, a man who walks as if the floorboards owe him a debt. The candlelight flickers, casting long, jagged shadows across the archive shelves. The air smells of dust, old paper, and the sharp, metallic tang of fear. You are Elias...

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