The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The count was always the same: forty-two years of service, sixteen winters of coughing, and a ledger that weighed three pounds on the desk. Elias Thorne sat in the quiet of the Blackwood outpost, the steam from his tea rising in thin, grey ribbons that dissolved before they reached the ceiling. He wanted a quiet retirement. He wanted Julian, his son, to be moved to the city where the air was...

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