The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The sky split open not with thunder, but with a silent, white tear. It hung over the valley like a sheet pulled from a corpse, freezing the air into something brittle and sweet. Margaret stood in the center of the field, her boots sinking into mud that had turned to glass in the blink of an eye. She did not look up. She could not look up. To look up was to see the truth that had been stitched...

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