The Pale Shadows

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2026-08-17 11:56:44 -

The Pale Shadows

I woke with the taste of iron and damp wool on my tongue. The dream had been simple, a recurring architecture of silence: a white room, a single chair, and the slow, rhythmic thud of a heart that wasn’t mine. I sat up in the narrow cot in the guest room of the Whitmore estate. The air was cold, carrying the scent of coal dust and old paper. Outside, the November wind battered the windowpanes, a...

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