The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The bell tolled midnight. It hung heavy in the air, a iron weight dragging the soul down. I stood before the High Lord. His shadow stretched long across the stone floor. It swallowed my feet. I was small. He was vast. The court was cold. The air tasted of ash and old blood. I came to beg. I came to ask. I held nothing in my hands. My palms were open. They were empty. This was the trap. I had...

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