The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

"Thomas, come here, boy. Do not let the dust settle on the ledger while you stand there like a statue." The voice was dry, scraping against the back of his throat, the voice of Master Aldous, who smelled of stale ink and the particular, metallic tang of old blood. It was the autumn of 1347, and the light in the scriptorium was thinning, turning the air into a grey suspension of motes that...

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