The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

To my Mother, The ink is freezing in the well. I have tried to warm it by the hearth, but the cold here is a living thing, a beast that eats the warmth from the stone before it reaches my skin. I am twenty-four years old. I have been a shield-bearer for three years. I am writing to tell you that I am well, though my hands shake so badly I cannot hold the quill steady. I must clear Father’s...

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