The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The glass shattered not with a crash, but with a sound like a bone snapping under the weight of a winter boot, a sharp, wet pop that echoed in the silence of the heath. Elara knelt in the frost, her fingers numb and clumsy, gathering the shards of the mirror that had been her mother’s, the one that had held the reflection of every winter they had survived together. It was a small mirror, no...

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