The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The bell rang. I stayed. The ink was dry. The seal was red. I held the letter in my hands. It felt cold. It felt heavy. I looked at the door. I did not open it. I was the Archivist. That is all. I kept the records. I kept the names. I kept the silence. The Abbey of Saint Cuthbert stood on the cliff. The wind screamed below. The sea was gray. The sea was old. My name was Elara. I was not young....

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