The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The iron blade rang against the shield, a sound like a bell tolling in an empty church, and Elias Vance did not feel the cold that seeped through the leather of his gauntlets. He felt only the heat of the blood pumping in his ears, a rhythmic, thunderous drumbeat that drowned out the screaming of the wolves circling the perimeter of the manor house. The night air was thick with the smell of wet...

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