The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The house at the end of the lane did not scream when it began to fail, nor did it groan in the manner of timber under undue stress. It simply ceased to be solid. One moment, the hallway was a corridor of polished mahogany and dust-motes dancing in the afternoon light; the next, the walls had become a permeable suggestion, a lattice of gray vapor that allowed the wind to pass through the plaster...

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