The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The air in the village of Aethelgard tasted of iron and old rain. You left your wife, Elara, at the gate. She did not look up from the soil she was tending. Her hands were stained with earth, a dark mirror to the pale, shifting fog that swallowed the road ahead. You had promised to return before the moon turned high. You had promised to bring back the truth of the Court’s silence. Instead, you...

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