The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The carriage jolted to a halt, and Elias Thorne stepped out into the wet chill of the Blackwood Sanatorium grounds, the mud sucking at his boots with a sound that felt uncomfortably close to a groan. It was November of 1893, and the sky hung low, a bruised purple that matched the heavy, oppressive silence of the institution looming before him. Thorne was forty years old, a man whose...

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