The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The house stood on the cliff’s edge like a broken tooth, its white clapboard siding peeling in long, sunburned strips that flapped against the wind with the dry, rattling cadence of old bones. Elias Thorne sat in the kitchen, his hands wrapped around a mug of tea that had long since gone cold, watching the dust motes dance in the single shaft of afternoon light that pierced the boarded-up...

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