The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

"Stop." The word hung in the cold air. It was a small thing. A single syllable. It cut the wind. Elias stopped. He stood still. The boots were heavy. The mud sucked at the soles. He did not move. His hand rested on the holster. The leather was wet. It clung to his thigh. "Who goes there?" A voice from the trees. Rough. Tired. It was not a question. It was a warning. Elias looked up. The branch...

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