The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The feast was loud. It was wet. It smelled of roasting pig and old wine. The mud caked under Eamon’s fingernails. He ate. He drank. The jar was clay. The ale was dark. His brother sat across the table. Cillian laughed. Cillian was young. Cillian was safe. Eamon was the shield. Eamon was the wall. The walls were high. The stones were cold. Outside, the wind howled. Inside, the fire crackled. The...

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