The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

Chapter One Vesna Karamyan stood in the mud of the Danube bend, her boots sinking into the sludge that smelled of rotting reeds and old iron, while the river behind her made a sound like a throat being cleared. She was thirty-two, a scribe in the Duke’s archive, and she held a shard of porcelain in her left hand, the edge sharp enough to cut the wind. The object was not a mirror, not anymore,...

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