The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The quill tip caught on the parchment, dragging a thin black line through the column of figures. I held my breath, the inkwell cold against my palm, watching the wet stain spread like a bruise under the surface of the skin. The scriptorium was silent save for the scratch of other pens and the distant, rhythmic thud of the rain against the high, arched windows. I am Elias, the King’s Scribe, and...

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