The Pale Shadows
The air in the town of Oakhaven did not so much as exist as it weighed upon the shoulders of those who remained, a heavy, invisible sediment of soot and unspoken grief that settled into the pores of the skin and the very fabric of the wool coats worn by the citizens as they moved through the perpetual twilight of the industrial age. It was a place where the sky was a bruise that never fully...
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