The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

14th October, 1893. The paper is wet. Not with rain, though the sky over Harrowgate has been weeping a thin, grey mist for three days straight, but with the sweat of my own palms and the condensation that clings to every surface in this damp office. I am holding a slip of parchment, a fragment torn from a larger sheet, and I cannot stop tracing the edge of the tear with my thumb. It is a map,...

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