The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The ledger lay open on the oak table, its pages stiff with age and the damp that seeped up from the cellar floor. Elias Ashworth sat before it, his fingers wrapped around a quill that felt heavier than iron. He was forty years old, though the hollows beneath his cheekbones made him look older, and his eyes, reddened by sleeplessness, fixed on the column of numbers that dictated his fate. The...

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