The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

Chapter One Lucien Fournier sat in the waiting room, the smell of damp stone and old lavender oil thick in the air. He was thirty-two, a junior archivist who had spent the last week trying to explain why his colleague, Marc, had walked into the sealed basement. The Ministry called it negligence. Lucien called it a lie. He held the amulet of river clay in his pocket, its surface worn smooth by...

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