The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

You are running. The mud sucks at your boots. The rain is cold. It is the year of the Great Frost. The town is gray. The houses are gray. The people are gray. You are not gray. You are wet. You are fast. You are a boy of twelve. You hold a book. The book is heavy. The book is wet. The ink is bleeding. You do not care. You care only about the chase. Behind you is the sound of boots. Heavy boots....

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