The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The iron collar had grown into the flesh of my neck, a second spine of cold metal and rust that had ceased to be an object and become the very architecture of my being, so that when I moved, I did not feel the weight of the chain but the terrible, familiar pull of the bone itself bending against the invisible laws of the court. I stood in the center of the Hall of Whispers, the air thick with...

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