The Pale Echo
The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a relentless, grey curtain that turned the streets of the old district into rivers of slush and reflection, obscuring the sharp edges of the city and blurring the line between the solid ground and the wet sky above. Elias Vane stood in the doorway of his office, a space that had once been the hub of the firm’s most contentious litigation, now...
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