The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The wind in the high moors does not merely blow; it hunts. It slips through the gaps in the old stone walls, a cold, pale finger testing the seams of a man’s resolve. I stood at the edge of the drop, where the grass gave way to the sheer, grey face of the cliff, and watched the flock. They were not sheep. They were wolves, but they wore the skins of sheep, or perhaps the skins had become so...

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