The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The roast boar was served on a silver platter, the skin crackling under the chandeliers of the town hall, and for a moment the air smelled only of rendered fat and expensive wine. You watched Sheriff Aldous Vane pick up his fork, his face flushed with the pride of a man who believed he had outwitted the forest, when his hand trembled and the silverware clattered against the porcelain. He did...

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