The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The iron gate shrieks as it opens, a sound like a man screaming into a well that has no bottom. You do not look back. You cannot. To look back is to admit that the house you left behind, with its damp walls and its silent, rotting grandeur, still has a claim on your lungs. You are walking into the grey, endless expanse of the North Sea cliffs, where the wind does not blow so much as it attacks,...

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