The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The paper was thin, translucent where the ink had bled through from the reverse side, and it smelled of the same stale tobacco that permeated Lord Vane’s office, a cloying sweetness that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat. He held the document at arm’s length, his fingers trembling not from cold but from the sheer, grinding weight of the words printed in Vane’s sharp, commanding hand,...

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