The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The frost lay thick and white on the heath, a silence so deep it seemed to press against my eardrums, and I walked with my hands buried in the pockets of my coat, the sealed letter burning a hole in my left sleeve. It was the winter of 1893, and I was twelve years old, though the cold had made me feel older, more brittle, like the dry branches of the bracken that crunched under my boots. My...

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