The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The ash fell like snow that had forgotten how to melt, coating the broken wheels of the cart and the matted hair of the horse that lay dead in the mud. I sat in the driver’s seat, my hands still white-knuckled around the reins, my heart hammering against my ribs with a rhythm that felt less like life and more like the frantic tapping of a trapped bird. The village was behind us, or what was...

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