The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The Pale Echo The rain in Edinburgh does not fall so much as linger—suspended in the grey air like a question without answer. Clara Voss stood at the window of her flat on Queen Street, watching the drizzle trace its slow, uncertain paths down the glass. Outside, the New Town stood in its Regency dignity, pale sandstone facades catching the last of a winter light that never quite arrived....

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