The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

You wake with the taste of copper in your mouth, the dream still clinging to your eyelids like wet wool. The shield is there, pale and cracked, hanging in a void that smells of rotting lilies. You are Thomas, thirty-two years old, a watchman of the city, and your hands are shaking as you pull on your tunic. The light in the room is thin, the grey of a winter morning that has not yet decided to...

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