The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

You have no right to stand in my laboratory, Master Vane. The physician’s voice was a dry rasp, like sandpaper dragging across unvarnished oak, and he did not look at the glass vial in Elias’s hand, but at the floor, at the dust motes dancing in the single shaft of light that pierced the high window. Elias stood still, the cold glass of the vial pressing against his palm, a mirror of the fading...

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