The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The iron gates of Kaelen’s Bastion groaned shut behind me, a sound like the earth splitting its own spine. I stood in the courtyard, the air thick with the scent of wet stone and old blood, and felt the weight of the chains on my wrists. They were not heavy, but they were cold, biting into the flesh of my wrists with a precision that felt personal. I was a prisoner here, a man whose hands had...

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