The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The house smelled of wet wool and stale air. We had gathered to say goodbye to my father, though he was still breathing. The room was too full. Candles flickered against the heavy curtains, casting long, trembling shadows that seemed to stretch beyond the walls. My mother sat in the high-backed chair by the fireplace, her hands folded in her lap like a bird with broken wings. I stood near the...

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