The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The harvest moon hung low and swollen over the port of Dunmore, a pale eye watching the festivities with an indifference that felt, to Elias Thorne, remarkably like hunger. He stood at the periphery of the great hall, his hands clasped behind his back, watching the town elders raise their goblets of cider and praise the new tincture he had devised for the Pale Wasting, a disease that had...

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