The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The dream was always the same, a suffocating heat that turned the air to smoke and the shelves to blackened ribs, and Elias Thorne woke with the taste of ash on his tongue and the distinct, physical sensation of paper curling against his skin, a phantom touch that lingered long after he had pulled himself upright in the grey light of his study. He was fifty-two years old, an archivist of modest...

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