The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The town of Oakhaven held its breath. The fog rolled in from the river, thick and white, erasing the edges of the world. Elias Thorne stood at the window. His hand rested on the glass. It was cold. He felt the pulse in his own wrist. It beat slow. It beat sure. He watched the street below. No one walked. No cars passed. The silence was a physical thing. It pressed against the pane. Elias was a...

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