The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The road was a rib of white stone. It cut through the dark. Rain fell. It did not stop. It never stopped in this valley. Thomas walked. His boots were heavy. They were filled with mud. The mud was cold. It seeped through the leather. It touched his skin. He felt the chill. It bit deep. He carried a sword. The hilt was worn. The steel was dull. He did not clean it. He had no time. He had no...

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