The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The copper badge hangs heavy on my chest, a cold weight against the wool of my coat. I am Elias Thorne, constable of Oakhaven, and I am holding a knife. The blade is dull, nicked from years of cutting rope, and the handle is wrapped in leather so worn the grain is gone. I stand before the glass of the watchtower, my hand raised, but the hand in the glass does not move. It lingers, fingers...

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