The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

Etienne Lefevre stood at the edge of the flood, watching the water swallow the bridge toll. He was thirty-two years old, a master glassblower whose eyes were failing, and he held a vial of clouded sap in his left hand. The sap came from a dying white willow, the last of its kind, and the local herbalists claimed it could restore sight. The cost was memory. Specifically, the memory of one’s own...

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