The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

"You have the ink on you again, Elara. It is spreading toward the wrist." Mr. Thorne’s voice was dry, like the sound of a file being opened in a silent room. He did not look at my hands; he looked at the ledger, his finger tracing a line of entries that had been crossed out and rewritten in a smaller, shakier hand. I held my hands behind my back, where the leather of my gloves was stiff with...

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