The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The rain had stopped, leaving the world slick and black. Kael stood by the curb. He checked his watch. Three minutes late. He adjusted his collar. The fabric was damp. Cold seeped into his skin. He pulled his coat tighter. It was a long coat. Grey wool. Heavy. It had been his for twenty years. It smelled of tobacco and old leather. It smelled of him. He looked at the hotel entrance. The lights...

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