The Pale Shadows

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2026-08-20 22:48:53 -

The Pale Shadows

The mud on the road was deep and black, sucking at our boots with a wet, hungry sound. We walked in silence. Or nearly so. The wind cut through my wool coat, finding the gaps in the buttons, the thin places where the fabric had worn through years of use. I looked down at my hands. They were raw. The skin on the palms was cracked, bleeding slightly, stained with the same dark earth that coated...

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