The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

14 March 1892 Elara, I write to you from a room in Whitechapel that smells of damp wool and stale beer, a place so wretched that even the rats seem to hesitate before crossing the threshold. I am writing to beg your forgiveness, a word I know is too small to cover the chasm I have dug between us, for I have sold the estate. I sold our father’s house, the very walls that held our childhood, to...

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