The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The light in Magistrate Vane’s office was the color of old brass, filtered through heavy velvet drapes that cost more than my annual salary. I placed the demarcation treaty on the mahogany desk, the paper crisp and white against the dark wood. "Sign here, Magistrate," I said, my voice steady despite the chill creeping up my neck. "The winter freeze is three days away. If this isn't signed, the...

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