The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The ink on the ledger was still wet, glistening like a bruise on the skin of the page. Elias sat in the corner of the archive, his knees drawn up to his chest, the smell of damp wool and old paper thick in his nostrils. He was twelve years old, small for his age, with eyes that seemed too large for his face, carrying the weight of a knowledge that did not belong to a child. Above him, suspended...

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