The Pale Shadows
The rain had not stopped for three days. It fell on the mud. It fell on the thatch. It fell on your back. You walked the road. The road was slick. It was dark. You carried nothing but a sword. It was dull. The leather grip was worn. You were cold. Your belly was empty. You did not care. You thought of Elin. Her face was a pale shape in your mind. Her hair was loose. She smelled of bread and...
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