The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The transfer form lay on the desk, the paper stiff with age, waiting for a signature that would not come. You held the pen, the ink well dry, your hand trembling not from cold but from the sheer, grinding weight of the weeks you had spent avoiding this single act of departure. The fog outside the watchtower window was thick, pressing against the glass like a wet wool blanket, erasing the valley...

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