The Pale Shadows
The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, gray curtain that turned the glass walls of the university library into blurred mirrors, reflecting the dim, amber light of the reading lamps back at you in a way that made the world outside feel like a recollection rather than a reality. You sat in the corner of the special collections room, the air thick with the scent of decaying paper and...
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