The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The shadow did not move when I did. It waited, a second behind, like a dog straining against an invisible leash, before it stretched its limbs to mimic my turn toward the window. I stood in the center of the archivist’s office in Oakhaven, the year 1893 pressing against the glass like a damp hand, and watched my own silhouette lag in the grey light. I was thirty-four years old, a clerk exiled...

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