The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The nib of the quill scratches against the vellum, a sound like a dry leaf dragging across a stone floor. You hold the pen with a grip that has long since turned your knuckles white and stiff, the cold of the scriptorium seeping through the wool of your sleeves into the bones of your wrists. Master Aldous stands behind you, his shadow a long, thin smear on the parchment, and he does not speak,...

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