The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

Elias. The name hung in the cold air of the archive, sharp as a chisel strike. You looked up from the desk, your fingers stained black to the knuckles, the quill still wet in your hand. The Guild Master stood in the doorway, her shadow stretching long across the stone floor. She did not raise her voice. She never did. Her eyes moved from your face to the open book, then back to you, and in that...

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