The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The scribe’s quill scratched against the parchment, a sound like a rat gnawing on dry wood, and he looked up from the ledger to address the man standing in the doorway. "Elias Thorne, you are summoned to the Commander’s tent. Do not dawdle in the mud. The ink is wet, and so is your reputation." March 12, 1342. I am writing this by the light of a tallow candle that has burned down to a stub, the...

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