The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a cold, wet veil that turned the industrial sprawl of the valley into a ghost town of iron and smoke. Thomas Bradshaw stood in the muck of the riverbank, his uniform soaked through to the skin, the wool heavy and clinging like a second, rotting hide. He was not fighting a man, not in the way he had been trained to fight men with steel and...

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