The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The fire had not stopped burning when I woke, though the house was silent and the smoke had settled into the rafters like a grey, suffocating shroud. I lay in the ruins of my bed, the mattress scorched and stiff beneath me, and felt the weight of the night pressing down on my chest, a physical burden that made each breath a labor of will. The air tasted of ash and old blood, a metallic tang...

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