The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, cold weeping that turned the cobblestones of the old city into slick, dark mirrors reflecting the gaslight in trembling, broken shards. Elara sat by the window of her narrow room on the second floor of the apothecary, her fingers wrapped tightly around a cup of tea that had long since gone cold. She was not quite human, though she had lived...

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