The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The Pale Tale It began, as these things always do, with a letter found in the wrong pocket of a coat that no longer belonged to anyone who could open their mouth and speak. Eleanor Ashwood stood at the window of her flat in Fitzrovia, watching rain sheet across the Georgian terraces like a veil drawn slowly between the living and the dead. The coat was Thomas's, his charcoal overcoat, the one...

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