The Pale Shadows
The frost had settled into the crevices of your knuckles long before you realized your hands were shaking, a tremor that started deep in the marrow and worked its way outwards until it rattled the teeth in your jaw, and you stood at the edge of the frozen lake, staring down into the black, opaque water that reflected nothing of the sky above, only a void so dense it seemed to pull at the hem of...
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