The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The frost had not yet taken the leaves from the oak trees in Oakhaven, but the air inside the stone-walled house of Arthur Vance was thick with the sound of a cough that rattled like dry leaves trapped in a dying hearth. Elara Vance, thirty-two years old and a junior clerk of the municipal archives, stood by the window with a single leather trunk at her feet, her fingers trembling not from the...

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