The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The train hissed against the rusted tracks of the Pennsylvania corridor, a long, metallic exhale that seemed to pull the breath right out of Margaret Holloway’s lungs, leaving her hollowed and trembling in the rhythmic lurch of the carriage. She sat by the window, watching the blurred greenery of the New Jersey pine forests streak past in a smear of charcoal and emerald, her hands folded...

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