The Pale Shadows

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2026-08-20 22:00:57 -

The Pale Shadows

The concrete under your boots is slick with rain and something darker, something that smells like copper and old blood. You are not thinking. Thinking is a luxury for people who have not just watched their best friend take a round to the throat. You are moving. Your hands are steady, which is wrong. They should be shaking. Instead, they are locked onto the trigger guard, your eyes scanning the...

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