The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The rain had been falling for three days, a persistent, gray curtain that turned the world outside the office of Arthur Penhaligon into a blur of slate and steel. Arthur sat at his desk, the wood worn smooth by decades of elbows, and watched the droplets trace slow, erratic paths down the glass of the window. He was a man of middling age, with hands that were dry and cracked despite the winter,...

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