The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The blood from your bitten lip tastes of copper and old pennies, a metallic tang that floods your mouth as you stand before the mirror in the hallway of the house that is no longer yours, watching the reflection of a man who has forgotten how to be gentle with his own flesh. You are Thomas, or at least the man who was Thomas before the visa was revoked, before the letters from the consulate...

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