The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

"Do you hear it, Arthur? It’s coming from the floorboards again." My wife, Sarah, stood by the window, her back to me, her silhouette cut sharp against the grey, bruised twilight of the late afternoon. The house was silent in that heavy, suffocating way that only old stone and damp earth can produce, a silence that felt less like the absence of sound and more like the presence of a held breath....

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