The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The ink on the ledger did not dry; it bled. It seeped into the grain of the oak desk, a dark, wet stain that pulsed with a rhythm slower than my own heartbeat, marking the file of my son, Arthur. I am Elias Thorne, senior clerk at the Blackwood Ironworks, and I have spent thirty-four years of my life balancing the books of this place, ensuring that the numbers matched the reality of the forge....

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