The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The fog sat heavy on the marsh. It smelled of rot and iron. Elias Thorne stood at the window. He watched the water rise. The house was a box. Stone and silence. No doors opened. No voices came. Just the drip of the rain. Elias was a man of questions. He sought the truth in the mud. He was a detective of the unseen. His wife, Clara, slept in the next room. Her breathing was a metronome. Steady....

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