The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

"I will not be erased, Wei." The voice was thin, stretched over the silence that followed the siren. Qing Hu stood in the dark of the displaced persons center, her fingers trembling around the edge of a forged ration card. It was well made, the ink bleeding slightly into the coarse paper, but the weight of it in her hand felt like a stone. Outside, the gale tore at the harbor, rearranging the...

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