The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended curtain of grey mist that blurred the edges of the world and dissolved the distinction between the man standing in the mud and the grave he had just dug. I stood there, my boots sinking into the wet earth of the cemetery behind the St. Jude’s orphanage, the iron shovel still resting in my hands, its wood damp and slick. My uniform, the...

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