The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The stone arch of the old palace groaned under the weight of the morning, a sound like a man clearing his throat before a lie. Elias Thorne stood before it, his boots caked in the red clay of the lower city, his eyes fixed on the cracks that spiderwebbed across the ancient limestone. He was thirty-two, a senior inspector in the city watch, and he had come here with a specific, burning need in...

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