The Pale Letter
The first letter appeared on the oak desk at dawn, the paper pale as bone and the ink still wet, forming words in a hand that was not his own. Elias Thorne, Sergeant of the Border Watch, stood in the dim light of the outpost at Oakhaven, his hand hovering over the parchment as the script continued to crawl across the page, demanding to know why his brother Julian was rotting in the dungeon for...
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