The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The door closed with a thud that shook the dust from the rafters. Giles stood in the courtyard. Snow fell. It was thick. It was silent. He looked at his hands. They were red. They were cold. He pulled the coat tighter. The coat was wool. It was gray. It was heavy. It fit him. It always fit him. It was his skin. It was his breath. It was his life. He turned. The gate was open. He walked out. The...

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