The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The ink was wet. It glistened on the heavy parchment like a bruise that had not yet healed. Thomas Ashworth held the letter in his calloused hands, his fingers trembling not from cold, but from the sheer weight of the silence it carried. The room was dark, save for the single tallow candle burning low on the desk. The wax pooled, a yellow tear running down the wood. Outside, the rain lashed...

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