The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, grey sheet that turned the cobblestones of the old city into a slick, reflecting pool of misery, and I stood there in the doorway of the apothecary, watching my brother’s shadow stretch and warp on the wet pavement until it looked less like a man and more like a jagged tear in the fabric of the world, because that is what we were becoming,...

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