The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

Chapter One Sarala Mehta laughed, a sharp bark that cut through the humid air of the workshop. "Superstition is for men who cannot count their rupees, brother," she said, wiping indigo from her thumb. "The river is water. It does not care for your prayers." Her brother, Ramesh, stood by the window, his hands clasped, watching the water outside turn a sickly, unnatural white. It was not the grey...

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