The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The stone kept the memory of the hand that had laid it, even after the hand had turned to dust. Elara stood in the archway of the ruined chapel, her fingers tracing the cold, pitted surface of the lintel. The wood beneath her boots was rotten, giving way with a wet, fibrous sigh that echoed in the hollow silence of the nave. It was not a silence, she realized, but a holding of breath. The air...

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