The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The letter was already on your desk when you arrived, a pale rectangle of cream paper resting on the dark walnut surface like a bone. You did not open it. You knew what it contained. You knew it because the silence of the room had a weight to it, a specific density that only exists when a secret has been broken for so long it has calcified into architecture. You were the head of the Department...

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