The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

14 October 1924 Elara, The fog here is not merely a weather event; it is a physical presence, a heavy, grey wool that presses against the windowpanes of Blackwood Asylum and muffles the sound of my own breathing. I sit in the small, windowless office assigned to me by Director Halloway, a room that smells of damp plaster and stale tobacco, and I am writing to you by the light of a single,...

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