The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

In the dream, the sky was not blue but the bruised purple of a hematoma, swollen and heavy above the iron-spired towers of the Ashworth Estate. Elara stood in the center of the great hall, her bare feet sinking into a carpet that had turned to black sludge. She was holding a glass of red wine, but when she tilted it, the liquid did not fall; it suspended in the air, thick and viscous, like...

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