The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The bread was dry. It had been dry for three days. Warden Halloway sat in the corner of the cell, his back against the cold stone. He did not move. He did not blink. He just held the loaf in his hands. The crust was hard as iron. The crumb was pale and dense. He looked at it with the same intensity he had once looked at a blade. Or a map. Or a face he loved. "Is it poison?" asked the voice from...

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