The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The dream began not with sound, but with the weight of the wool. Elara lay in the straw of the infirmary, her body a map of bruises and fever, but her mind was elsewhere, suspended in a gray void where a single garment hung suspended in the air. It was a robe of deep indigo, woven from threads that seemed to pull light into themselves, leaving the surrounding dark even denser. In the dream, she...

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