The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain does not fall on the road to Blackwood Manor; it hems the sky, a grey curtain drawn tight against the glass of the world, blurring the horizon until the landscape dissolves into a mist of wet stone and dying ferns. You walk with your hands buried in the pockets of your wool coat, the fabric heavy and damp, clinging to your skin like a second layer of flesh that has forgotten how to...

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