The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The iron in the ground hums, a low, sickly thrum that you feel in your teeth before you hear it with your ears, and you are already bleeding, already losing the war against the silence that has swallowed this valley. You do not look back. To look back is to invite the mirror to finish what it has started, and you are not made for finishing things. You are made for enduring them, for holding the...

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