The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ledger sat on the desk, its spine cracked like old skin, the paper yellowed and brittle with the dust of a decade. I counted the entries. One, two, three. The ink was fresh, wet, and red, though I had not written a word that morning. It listed the name of the man I was meant to execute. I touched the page, and the texture was smooth, slick, like the membrane of a bruise. This was the Pale...

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