The Pale Shadows

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2026-08-19 11:21:38 -

The Pale Shadows

The rain tapped against the slate roof. It was a steady, rhythmic sound. Like a clock. Like a heartbeat. Elias sat in the armchair. He held the shawl in his hands. It was wool. Thick and dark. It smelled of lavender and old dust. It had been Clara’s shawl. Clara was gone. Not dead, not yet. But gone from the room. Gone from the house. She was in the garden. The storm was bad. The wind was...

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