The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

Crescencio Beltrán had not slept in three days, and the frost had finally killed the late beans in the lower paddies. He stood on the muddy ramparts of the mining village, watching the silence of the High Command, and felt the cold seep into his bones like a debt that would never be paid. The Gate of Vellum He wrote the letter by the light of a tallow stub, the ink freezing on the nib. The...

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