The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The nib of the pen scraped against the ledger paper, a sound like dry leaves skittering over stone. Nid Sangkharat pressed the ink into the fibers, correcting the final digit of the entry, his knuckles white against the spine of the book. The gaslight in the archive room flickered, casting long, jittery shadows across the floorboards, and the air was heavy with damp wool and old paper. He was...

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