The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The summons came at dawn, a sharp rap on the heavy oak door that sounded like a knuckle cracking. You were already dressed, standing before the mirror in the narrow corridor of the Inquisitor’s wing, watching the skin of your right hand peel back from the knuckles in dry, flaking sheets. The Rot was advancing, turning your flesh into parchment, and the cold air of the hallway bit into the...

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