The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The air in the Undercroft tasted of iron and old paper. It was a thick, metallic tang that coated the back of the throat, a sensation like biting into a coin. Elias sat in the center of the circular room, his knees drawn to his chest. He was a small man, bent by years of hunching over ledgers and dusty tomes. His hands were stained black to the wrist, the ink of a thousand recorded truths...

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