The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The iron gate of the keep groaned in the wind, a sound that felt less like metal twisting and more like the grinding of ancient bones, and I stood in the courtyard with my hands clasped behind my back, feeling the cold seep through the wool of my tunic, waiting for the summons that had brought me back to the place where my father’s name was no longer spoken with reverence but with a quiet,...

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