The Pale Letter

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2026-08-20 03:03:22 -

The Pale Letter

The gate closed behind us. Iron. Cold. The lock clicked. A sound like a bone breaking. I held the box. It was small. Oak. Bound in chains. My hands shook. Not from cold. From fear. Or perhaps from hope. I did not know which. Father walked ahead. He did not look back. His shadow stretched long on the cobblestones. We were leaving the village. Leaving the hearth. Leaving the life we knew. The...

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