The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The train hissed to a halt in the grey rain of Harrowgate, and I stepped onto the platform with the bone-deep exhaustion of a man who has run for too long. I carried only a single leather bag, its corners worn smooth by my palms, and a letter that had waited in my coat pocket for six months. The air smelled of coal smoke and wet wool. It was the smell of the empire I had fled, and the empire I...

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