The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The gavel did not strike. It hung suspended in the amber light of the chamber, a heavy block of oak that seemed to vibrate with the weight of the unsaid, while Margaret Holloway stood before the bench, her hands trembling not from fear, but from the sudden, violent realization that she was not the defendant. She was the vessel. The court, a cavernous hall of marble and mahogany that smelled of...

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