The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

I Samira Mansour’s hands were already moving, the shuttle weaving the final thread of the day before the smoke season choked the air completely. The loom stood in the center of the cottage, a heavy oak frame that had survived three generations of her family, but today it felt like a cage. She was thirty-two, her fingers calloused from years of pulling tight knots, and she knew the weight of the...

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