The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the old quarter into slick, dark mirrors that reflected the gaslight in fractured, trembling shards. You walked with your hand resting on the hilt of your sword, not out of readiness for combat, but because the weight of it was the only thing that kept your feet planted on the earth. The air smelled of wet stone, rotting wood,...

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