The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The river did not flow so much as it bled, a sluggish, iron-tinged stream that wound through the industrial veins of the city, carrying the soot of a thousand factories and the secrets of a thousand men into the deep, silent dark where the water turned the color of old blood and the air hung heavy with the smell of sulfur and decay, a place where the boundary between the waking world and the...

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