The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

Act I I look back on the last of the Rope Walk, where the terrace rows leaned against the bankrupt slopes of the Yarra, and I see that the ink was always there, whispering my name in the dark. It was the smell of mildew and old paper that greeted me in the courtyard, a scent that clung to the wool of my coat long after I had left. I was forty-two, a scholar of ancient pharmacology, and I wanted...

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