The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The rain against the window of the Blackwood Asylum archive was not sound, but a physical weight, pressing the glass inward with a dull, rhythmic thud. Elias Thorne sat at the heavy oak desk, his hands trembling slightly as he uncapped his fountain pen. He was thirty-four years old, a Sergeant in the institutional guard corps, and he had a specific, urgent purpose. He needed to write to Clara....

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