The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The kettle whistled. I let it scream. Outside, the rain lashed the brick of the tenement. It was a cold, industrial wet that seeped into the bones. I held the cup. It was porcelain. White. Unblemished. "You're doing it again," a voice said. I didn't look up. "Doing what?" "Waiting for it to change." I turned. Elias stood in the doorway. He wore his grey coat. It was damp at the shoulders. He...

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