The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The ink was not yet dry on the seal when the moth landed. Elias Thorne watched the small, pale creature settle against the cold glass of his office window, its wings beating a faint, rhythmic dust against the pane. He was thirty-two years old, a clerk of ten years, and he had spent the last hour drafting a letter to his brother Julian, who had vanished into the trenches of the Somme three...

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