The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter lay on the table, the wax seal unbroken, the ink still wet with the damp of the cellar. It was a summons, written in the cramped, official hand of Magistrate Aldous, ordering my presence at the North Gatehouse at the stroke of midnight. I read it twice, then a third time, my thumb rubbing the edge of the parchment until the fibers frayed. Twenty years of service. Twenty years of...

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