The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The morning light filtered through the warped glass of the stationmaster’s office, casting long, fractured shadows across the floorboards where Elias Thorne sat hunched over a map. He was a man carved from the same hard, grey stone as the railway tracks that ran through the valley, his face a topography of old scars and deep-set eyes that had seen too much of the world’s indifference. He held a...

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