The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The silver sap bled from the Pale Willows like a slow, cold weeping. I stood at the edge of the grove, the mist thickening around my boots, and watched the light die. Captain Halloway’s shadow stretched long across the mud, a dark finger pointing at me. He wanted my name cleared, or so I had been told, but his eyes held no mercy, only the cold arithmetic of the border regime. I was Elias...

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