The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

I. The light in the outpost was always the color of old dishwater, yellow and flat, pooling in the corners of the room where the dust settled thick on the linoleum. I wrote to Ling, my dead sister, on the back of a requisition form for new boots, the ink bleeding slightly into the cheap paper as if the cold had seeped into the pen itself. I wanted the transfer to the capital, the one promised...

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