The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The road out of Ashwood was not so much a path as a scar, a jagged line of grey stone and mud that cut through the heather. Elias Thorne walked it with a heavy rhythm, his boots sinking into the wet earth with a sound like tearing flesh. On his back, bound by leather straps that bit into his shoulders, was the ledger. It was not a book of paper, but a slab of dark, polished obsidian, three feet...

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