The Pale Shadows
"The water is rising," said Elias. He did not look up from his ledger. The pen moved in steady, rhythmic strokes. "It has been rising for three days. The pumps are failing." Margaret sat in the high-backed chair opposite his desk. The room was the top floor of the old bank building. They were the only two left. The lower floors were drowned. The streets were gone. The city was a series of...
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