The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter sits before you on the rough-hewn oak table, the parchment yellowed by the damp air of the cellar, and you know, with a certainty that settles into your bones like the first frost of autumn, that this is the end of your wandering, not because the road has run out, but because the road itself has finally recognized your face. You are standing in the shadow of the old stone tower, the...

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