The Pale Letter
The glass shatters. It is a small sound. It is loud. You are in the library. The air is cold. The dust is still. You look at the floor. The pieces are clear. They look like ice. They look like tears. They do not move. You are Elias Thorne. You are a scholar. You study things that are dead. You study the bark. You study the roots. You study the silence of trees. Your mentor, Dr. Aris, is gone....
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