The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The pale stag stood in the mist, its antlers branching like frozen lightning, its eyes two pools of liquid silver that held no reflection of the world but only a terrible, absolute knowing. I woke with the taste of ash in my mouth and the sound of Julian’s laughter still ringing in my ears, a sound so bright and fragile it seemed to shatter against the stone walls of my cell. It is the...

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