The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

"You have to stop it, Elias," the voice said, thin and reedy, drifting up from the shadows of the cellar where the air tasted of damp limestone and the metallic tang of old blood. "You are consuming the house with your grief, and the grief is consuming you, and neither of us will be left standing when the morning comes to claim what is rightfully ours." Elias stood motionless, his hand resting...

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