The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended grey curtain of industrial soot and steam that turned the cobblestones of Blackfriars into a mirror reflecting the rotting lungs of the city, and in that reflection, Elias Thorne saw not his own face but the slow, grinding dissolution of the moths that had once danced in the lamplight, their wings now brittle, brown, and stripped of all...

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