The Pale Shadows
The candle in the alcove sputtered. Will watched the flame dance. It was a small room. Stone walls. Cold air. He was twelve. His hands shook. Not from fear. From hunger. The door opened. It did not creak. It slid. Smooth as water. Master Aldous entered. He was tall. Too tall. His shadow stretched long. It touched Will’s feet. Will looked down. The shadow was cold. It bit his ankles. Will pulled...
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