The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The rain had been falling on the town of Oakhaven for three days, a persistent, gray sheet that turned the cobblestones into mirrors and the air into a damp, heavy wool that clung to the skin. Elias Thorne sat in his office at the municipal archive, the room smelling of decaying paper and the faint, metallic tang of old iron, watching the water streak down the windowpane in erratic, hurried...

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