The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The fog did not roll in; it accumulated, a thick, grey silt that settled into the joints of the stone walls of the keep. I stood at the edge of the courtyard, my hand resting on the hilt of my sword, feeling the cold metal seep through the leather of my glove. The air was heavy, saturated with a silence that felt less like an absence of sound and more like a physical pressure against the...

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