The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The city of Oakhaven did not sleep; it merely held its breath, a vast, stone-jawed beast waiting for the dawn that would never quite come clean. In the highest tower of the Magistrate’s keep, where the wind howled through cracks in the mortar like the voices of the damned, a boy named Silas sat alone with a glass of water. He was twelve years old, though the war had aged his bones into...

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