The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The glass sphere sat upon the mahogany desk, a perfect, swirling galaxy of dust and silence that I had polished for three hours without ceasing, my breath held in a tight, metallic knot in my throat as if the very air had turned to lead and was pressing down upon the back of my skull, and I knew, with the cold, absolute certainty that only the damned possess, that if I moved it, if I even...

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