The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ink is still wet on the ledger, and my hands are shaking so badly I can barely hold the quill. It is the eve of the Midsummer Feast, and the air in the scriptorium smells of beeswax and old fear. I am Elara, a scribe of the lower caste, and I have spent four years mastering the Pale Protocol, a text that binds spirits to objects. I want to secure my position in the court of Aethelgard, to...

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