The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The smell of sulfur and burnt sugar hung in the air. It was a specific kind of rot. Elias knew the scent. He had smelled it for thirty years in the processing plant. It clung to his skin. It lived in his hair. It was part of him. The town of Oakhaven was gray. The factories were gray. The sky was a perpetual bruise. Elias worked the night shift at the chemical refinery. He was a technician. He...

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