The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The feast was held in the great hall of the Guild, a space so vast and cold that the breath of the guests seemed to hang in the air like visible smoke, a testament to the biting wind that rattled the stained-glass windows of the old citadel. Margaret Ashworth sat at the end of the long table, her hands folded in her lap, watching the candlelight flicker against the stone walls. She was an...

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