The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The damp seeped into Elias Thorne’s joints, a cold ache that mirrored the hollow space behind his ribs. He sat in the basement of the estate, the air thick with the scent of mildew and old paper, his hands resting on his knees as if to hold himself together. Tomorrow the board would vote on his expulsion, and the ledger was still missing. The walls whispered. It was not a sound the ears could...

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