The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The rain did not fall so much as it was poured from the sky, a thick, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of the village square into mirrors reflecting the hollow, tired faces of the congregation gathered under the eaves of the old stone hall. You stand there, your uniform damp and clinging to your ribs, the wool feeling like a second skin that itches and constricts, while the smell of...

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