The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The cellar smelled of damp earth and the heavy, cloying sweetness of overripe plums, a scent that seemed to hang in the air like a fog, refusing to dissipate even when the window was thrown wide to the November cold. Elias stood in the center of the stone-tiled floor, his hands trembling not from the chill that bit through his woolen coat, but from the vibration that hummed in the walls, a low,...

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