The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

You wake with the taste of copper in your mouth. The dream is already fading, a smear of grey water. You are in the archive. The air is cold and smells of dust and old paper. You are looking for a coat. It is a heavy wool overcoat. Charcoal grey. It belongs to someone who is gone. You know this with a certainty that feels like a physical weight in your chest. The coat is not on a hook. It is...

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