The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The rain in Leeds did not fall so much as it hung, a perpetual, suffocating veil of grey water that turned the cobblestones into slick, black mirrors reflecting the soot-stained brickwork of the textile mills, and it was through this wet, heavy curtain that Thomas Bradshaw walked, his boots heavy with the sludge of the city, carrying in his hands a package wrapped in brown paper that felt...

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