The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The silk was torn. That was the first thing I noticed, or perhaps the last thing I remembered before the silence took hold. It was a strip of midnight-blue fabric, frayed at the edges, lying on the cold stone floor of the antechamber. I had been the one to stitch it, thread by thread, into the lining of Lord Alistair’s coat. I knew the weave. I knew the weight of the thread, the tension in my...

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