The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The fire did not begin with a spark, but with a sound. A low, resonant hum, like a cello string plucked in a room where no one stood. It vibrated in the teeth of the house, in the marrow of the floorboards, in the hollows of the walls that held the breath of three generations of the Ashworths. You stood in the center of the library, the book *The Anatomy of Melancholy* open in your hands,...

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