The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The railway line cut through the moor like a scar that had long since stopped bleeding, a pale ribbon of gravel and rusted iron winding its way toward the distant, fog-choked city of Ashworth where the great ironworks hummed with the perpetual, grinding breath of industry, and it was upon this desolate stretch of track, between the silent stations of Holloway and Bradshaw, that Elias Thorne...

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