The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The river had swallowed the city’s reflection long before the sirens began to wail, a sudden and violent tearing of the water’s surface that left the air thick with the smell of ozone and wet, rotting wood, as if the sky itself had been punctured by a rusted nail. Elias Thorne stood on the crumbling concrete of the pier, his hands gripping the iron railing until his knuckles turned the color of...

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