The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain fell in sheets, cold and relentless, turning the gravel path into a slurry of mud and gray stone. Elias Vance walked. His boots were heavy, soaked through to the skin. He carried no weapon. He carried no shield. He carried only the weight of his own silence. Behind him, the palace loomed, a beast of stone and shadow, indifferent to the storm. The air smelled of wet iron and decay. He...

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