The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The bread was dry. It had been dry for three days. Or perhaps it had always been dry, and the air of the library had simply stopped forgiving it. Eleanor sat at the long oak table, the one that smelled of varnish and old dust. She held the slice in her hands. It was not food. It was a test. The loaves in the basket were pale, swollen things, white as bone. They did not rise. They only expanded,...

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