The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The mill is dark. You stand in the center of the weaving room, where the air hangs heavy with the dust of ten thousand broken threads. It smells of wet wool and iron. The windows are shuttered tight against the rain. You are Margaret. You have always been Margaret. But tonight, the name feels like a stone in your mouth, heavy and cold. You do not remember coming here. You do not remember the...

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