The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

You are seven years old, and the air in the Grand Hall of the Pemberton estate tastes of dust and dried lavender. It is a taste you know well, the scent of old things preserved under glass. You stand in the corner, near the heavy velvet drapes, your hands tucked into the pockets of your wool coat. The coat is too large for you. It was your father’s. Now it swallows your small frame, making you...

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