The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray weeping that turned the cobblestones of the old quarter into a slick, mirrored abyss where the gaslights bled out in long, trembling streaks of amber and gold, and it was in this wet, rotting twilight that Elias Thorne, the most celebrated baker in the city of Oakhaven, left his warm, flour-dusted shop to walk toward the river, his...

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