The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The tincture hums against your ribs, a low, crystalline vibration that you feel in your teeth before you feel it in your hands. You are thirty-four years old, and you have spent twenty of those years dismissing the highland superstitions as the idle fancies of people who have never seen a real fever break. You carry the vial in a leather pouch, its contents pale and still, a mirror of the...

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