The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The carriage wheels ground against the frost-hardened gravel of the Blackwood estate, a sound like the slow grinding of bones, as Elias Thorne stepped down into the sullen twilight of the lane, his breath pluming in the air not as mere vapor but as a ghostly tether binding him to the living world which was rapidly receding behind him, leaving only the heavy, suffocating silence of the manor...

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