The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

October 14th. The wind is a physical thing tonight. It presses against the glass of the lantern room, a dull, rhythmic thumping that vibrates in the floorboards and travels up through the soles of my boots. I sit at the desk, the ledger open before me, the final volume of Archibald Vane’s records. I have delayed this for three years. Three years of dusting, of cataloging the minor logs, of...

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