The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The rain hit the window. It was a cold, steady drumming. Elias stood by the glass. He wore his uniform. It was too tight across the shoulders. He had not slept in three days. His face was a map of shadows. The light in the room was yellow. It made the dust look like gold. But it was just dust. Old dust. He looked at his hands. They were still. But inside, they shook. He was a guard. He guarded...

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