The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The mud on the road was deep and black. It sucked at their boots with a wet, heavy sound. Willa walked ahead. Her brother, Thomas, followed. He held the reins of the mule tightly. The animal groaned under the weight of the satchel. Inside the satchel were seeds. Barley seeds. Dried peas. They were for the Abbey. The sky was the color of old iron. It did not move. The wind was cold. It bit...

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