The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The gate was iron. It was rusted. It was locked. Thomas stood before it. The metal was cold. It was wet. It smelled of old blood. He was a scribe. He was a prisoner. The scriptorium was his cell. The ink was his chain. He looked up. The sky was gray. The sky was heavy. It pressed down. The wind was sharp. The wind was cruel. It bit his skin. He shivered. He did not move. He was still. He was...

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