The Pale Echo

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2026-08-18 03:35:00 -

The Pale Echo

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the jagged skyline of the city into a single, breathing entity. I was on my knees in the mud of the alleyway, the weight of my service pistol heavy in my right hand, the cold seeped into my bones like a living thing. Across from me, standing amidst the shattered glass and the smell of ozone, was Julian...

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